...the head is sensitive and purple and I need to explode and I’m doing my best to use these boxes to cover my cock.She tells me to get in and I nat...rally got to sit in the back...most kids do sit in the back (I would think) and she looked at me and gave me a look like...are you kidding me???, so I did a shy grin and went to the front and sat next to her and for whatever reason, I always put my seat belt on but I guess I was so distracted and confused it didn’t cross my mind. She leaned over. Give her a smaller one."Isabella grinned and reached for one of the towels normally hung by the sink. "This should work. Won't leave much to the imagination, I'm afraid."Tonya clinched her eyes shut and shivered again, but kept silent. Standing up, she humbly took the towel and quickly wrapped it around herself and discovered it just barely went all the way around. It didn't overlap enough to allow her to secure it in any way, so she would have to hold it closed and it barely covered her bottom. Here we go."Daddy moved out of view behind me, and little red lights on the cameras flicked on, capturing me as my breathing and heartbeat quickened, and the video began playing in front of me as the door behind me was opened. In moments, I felt hands groping me, glancing at the few men coming into view. They were mostly naked, except for the masks they were all wearing. I moaned at not knowing who they were, as their cocks were hard and dangling near my face. In moments, they were sheathed in. Then Brad casually asked, “How long has that policy been in effect?”“Oh, a very long time, sir. Since before I came.”“And how long have you been working here?” Kim asked.“It’s nearly two years now, ma’am.”They thanked the girl and left. Once outside of the office and out of anyone else’s hearing, Brad quietly exploded. “Can you believe it? Those girls have been working...” He paused and did some fast mental arithmetic. “Holy shit! They’ve been working about 110 hours a week, for God’s sake. And.