She tried being quiet passing, but as her luck would have it, he happened to look up at the right moment and see her. ‘Ruth,’ he called. She sto...d frozen on the spot and wondered if she should keep walking and pretend that she didn’t hear him. ‘Come here Ruth,’ he said in a voice that expected to be obeyed. Slowly, she walked past the double doors of the parlor and stood a few feet away from him. ‘Sir?’ He didn’t speak, only looked at her. In the growing silence, she became nervous and. " Dorothy suggested.Mark did as instructed and added an Aussie chat up line, "Hey what's a foxy sheila like you doing in a nice place like this."Paula cringed but he rippling muscles of his torso and the attention he gave her left nipple soon had her juices flowing, and as soon as he could ease the dog treat inside he backed away."Go on Spot, good boy" Dorothy urged as she slipped the black dog's leash from his collar and watched him bound away.Paula clenched everything in feat, fists, toes,. She: What do you like in her?Me: Boobs.She: Don’t you like mine?Me: Where you have shown me yours?She: Wanna see?Me: Hell yeah.She sent me her boob’s pics on WhatsApp.Me: Wow send one more pic.She sent more 5 pics of her boobs even her topless pic with her face.Me: I wanna see more.She: What?Me: Your pussyShe: No way.Me: Let’s share pics of private parts. I’ll send you my dick pic and you send me your pussy.She: No no.Me: I have seen your daughter’s pussy even fucked it. Then what’s the shame. They carried me into the trainer’s room and laid me back on a small table. It was just big enough for me, my head hung off one end, and it barely went to my bottom. They pulled my hands down and I felt them cuff them to the sides of the table. I watched as Mr. Jones walked up with a pair of scissors. He slipped them under my shorts and started cutting them, working right up my side and starting on my shirt. Then he moved to the other side and did the same thing. In a matter of moments, I was.