Ben wants to playact that you're his daughter. You act like you're his kid, then, well, then you just let him fuck you." That's it?" It sounded so eas...."That's all there is to it. And it'll help me out of a big jam. A jam to the tune of a couple thousand bucks."She couldn't believe Jack. It seemed incredible that any man would pay two thousand dollars just to screw his own daughter, or to screw someone pretending to be his daughter. But if Jack said it was true, it must be.He had no reason to. “Perfect” he said then he pinched her nipples and twisted them hard causing Gemma to let out a yelp. He stopped then slapped them hard. He then pushed her back on to the edge of the table and spread her thighs “I like your hairy pussy lovely meaty lips you’ve got there” he then took his hard cock out and slid it in. He pushed her back on to the table and grabbed her tits squeezing them right as he pounded her. Gemma moaned he let go of her left tit and slapped it hard making it sting he kept. With no place left to retreat I was stuck there with my erection pressed quite firmly against her. And every time I wiggled for comfort it rubbed against her, so I forced myself not to move. At all. Naturally that didn't work very well. Unfortunately, I also had no place left to put my left arm, so I draped it over her hip, and around her stomach. Jane reached down, took my hand in hers and lifted it to rest right on top of her right breast. This led to a brief bout of panic, as I debated my. ‘Here, I had one of my students go and buy this earlier today for you to wear.’ It was gorgeous, a mid-thigh length black satin button-up nightgown. The cool silky material felt sensuous against my lavender scented skin. ‘You look absolutely breathtaking in it, with your crutches.’ ‘Gee, thanks. You think the crutches complete the look?’ The conversation was halted by the knock on the door. Dinner had arrived. The waiter wheeled in his cart full of various fruits. A delectable looking.