We'd thengracefully walk over to a nearby table the girls had converted into anail salon and smile as polish was applied to our nails.We saved all of ...he pictures and videos we took on one of our PC's.Since we were on our own little network, any of us could view thepictures and videos on the PC's in our rooms. This seemed like theperfect system until about a year later, mom and dad called us into theliving room."What's up?" I smiled as I walked into the room. Dad had the TV on butit wasn't. When we split, I thought "my" people would go with me. I tried to surround myself with people who could see me for me, but it is hard, as all I seemed to attract were other cheating divorcees, or sleazy married men looking for a quick screw.I cannot believe how tight money is. Neither one of us were millionaires, and even with the child support my standard of living has really dropped. I had to sell the home I loved so much, and downsize to a smaller crackerbox house. The precious savings. She had everything a girl her age might want, toys, beautiful clothes, a lovely home. Everything, in fact, except a family or friends. For as long as she could remember, she’d lived in this house with Lady Alger and her servants. She’d grown up here and it was all she knew. She never left the house and grounds, it was her whole world. Lady Alger had friends with children, of course, and they would come to visit, but they almost never spoke to her. Neither did the servants, save for her own. .ahhhh….AHHHHH” I screamed as you took me. I wish you hadn’t blindfolded me, because I wanted to see your face as you fucked me. Your dick was being extreme, I wanted to see your face as well but I was refused of such. I turned my head the other way. The side of my face burned hard against the mattress and I had to keep switching it. The bed creaked loudly with my body being taken so hard, your dick drove me hard and my pussy screamed as wetness started dripping. .