She shows me through to the living room and explains that you have had to pop out on an errand but that you have left me a treat to keep me going till...you get back. I wonder what she can mean. She pours me a drink and asks if I have come dressed for fun. I reply that I have and she says why don't I get rid of any unnecessary clothing while I am waiting for you. I don't need to be asked twice so I strip off until I am wearing just my sheer tan crotchless pantyhose. I ask what treat you had left. Before I even arrived at the shop, she asked if I could work a double. It seemed like I was a hot commodity. With the key Priya gave me, I let dad in through the back and snuck him inside the booth. It wasn’t very big, so we were pretty cozy, but I let him sit on the chair while I got comfy on the floor pillows. “This is it, huh? It’s actually nicer in here than I thought,” he said, looking around and playing with the light dimmer.“Yeah, Priya takes care of me,” I said, wiping down surrounding. I wasn’t even sure how I would even go about doing that. I walked back upstairs and saw a small light coming from what I assumed was her room. As I got closer, I thought I could hear her crying. It was so soft, but she was defiantly crying. Not wanting to embarrass her, I backed up to the stairs and called out. “Wendy, where are you?” There was just a slight pause and then I heard her say “Just a minute, doing some more cleaning.” I heard another door open and the sound of running water. In a. Tears started to flow down my cheeks and I begin to sob, Harry said to me 'stop the whimpering, you act like a little bitch. Take the dick like a man.' I was in too much pain not to whimper as Harry fucked my butt. The more Harry hunched into me the loader my whimpering got, finally Harry said 'bitch cry all you want i want to fuck this pussy and I'm gonna do just that.' I tried to lower my legs but Harry had them in his clutches and wasn't letting them go. I pleaded 'Harry, don't go to fast,.