Mr. Jones said he would call her in a few minutes after she had finished. Nervously, Katy wrote the message as the hungry black faces staring back at ...er body began to snigger and giggle. Excitedly, they pointed at the messages she was writing. Katy began to get that feeling in her stomach as she was fairly convinced where this was gonna end up. Randy, continuing to pose as Mr. Jones, called about five long minutes after she finished the message. He told her to put her hands behind her head,. I set up towels and she said this is going to be relaxing. I said just a pay back from the time you helped me relax. She started to strip and oh my goodness her body is even more amazing every time I see it. She walked over and said thanks a lot for doing this. She kissed me then lay down. I put the towel over her but and put the oil on my hands. She would let out small noises like if she was relaxing. I rubbed her upper back slowly and put pressure. When I finished I put more oil on my hands. " She began to unbutton the top of her dress. His eyes never left her body. Soon, her dress joined her panties on the floor. She undid her bra and that too joined her other garments on the floor. All she had on was her garter belt and her black stockings.She looked into her fathers face and saw desire in his stare. He was looking at her breasts."Do you think they're too small?" she asked as her hands cupped her tits and offered them to her father. "They're not very big, only a B cup." Honey,. Instead of letting me stand in the corner, you can also let me hold the coin with my nose over a pissoir on the toilet wall, my wrists cuffed behind my back. Then I stand there with my legs spread out over the pissoir and am forced to expose my freely accessible ass towards everyone who goes to the toilet. My sissy skirt is in the pissoir. Thus, everyone can piss on my ass and the sissy skirt will swim in the piss. In this case, too, I should be brutally whipped in the BDSM Club if the coin.