” “Of course you do baby. You’re smart enough to know you are my property, but sometimes things like this are necessary.” “Daddy?” “Yes,...baby?” “I’m sorry I came when Zach was fucking my ass on the patio.” “You also know you are not to come unless the interviewers give you express permission?” “Yes, Sir, I do.” “Good girl. I’ll see you tonight.” With that he unceremoniously left the room, as if he was just stepping out for a cigarette. My hands were tied together, palms open, so I wrapped my. "Anyway," he continued, shaking his head slightly. "The house is yoursto film as you please. My wife and I will try to stay out of your way." Oh," I said. I hadn't thought about someone actually living here. "Ihope we aren't intruding." It's okay, Sarah," he replied, smiling again. "I want to do this. Iwant you to use the house in your video. It deserves to be shared withall of the princesses out there."He had that look of longing in his eyes once more, and I knew he wasthinking about his. The seconds seemed like hours as I watched her cunt gobble up each thrust of the huge black prick. Her gushing love juice lavishly lubricated his relentlessly pumping piston. The camera zoomed in on her undulating sphincter which seemed to first pout and then almost kiss the lens. She was begging them for it. My blood boiled at the thought of what kind of spectacle I would have to view next.The camera's angle shifted only slightly and a second mamba intruded from overhead. It was slick as a. I don’t want to be in the wrong end when she is violent. But when I looked at her face there was no indication of anything. It was basically expressionless, with half closed eyes and her red lips showing out prominently in the white background of her face. If I look down, no indication of what I am doing is visible. Only the hand that is going under her pallu is the only indication, which anyway would not be found out by our co passengersI decided to continue feeling her body over. I for the.