The one good part of that relationship strangely enough was Donald's roommate Phil. I had gained a lot of respect for him when he had tried to protect...me a few months earlier. He was a pretty cool guy, really smart and really shy. He went to another school, so he really didn't get all caught up in the school politics. When I first met him, he had been dating this kind of heavyset girl who dumped him just after I started dating Donald. She told him that the reason she was breaking it off was. "Do you need help?" I asked Dys."No." Let's put it this way: is there anything I could do?"Dys did her 'pretending to think' pause. "There are surfaces in thisbuilding that are difficult to reach by my units. If you cleaned them,my efficiency would improve."I had nothing better to do, so I followed Dys' instruction with acleaning cloth in hand. It was like a game: find the basement stairrails. Reach the back of the cupboard. Clean the upper window stills.Don't think about what is going. She turned to Roger. "Tell me son. If I wasn't here would everyone of age be naked and fucking?" He nodded his head. "And would these two gorgeous little ones be watching on?" Again he nodded. "So knowing as you do the life I've led and the things I've put up with as James Wilson's wife, as Gary Wilson's sister-in-law, as my son's mother and as a fuck toy for the Graves family and all of their friends is there any reason for you to stop now?"This time he answered, "No." THEN DON'T! Now if. The tears of pain in her eyes look real, but she doesn’t use her safe word. Constance grins as she painfully pinches and twists the redhead’s nipples. Adding to my daughter’s delicious punishment. Once her pussy is nice and red and sore we force her to her hands and knees. Then Constance squares up behind her with the strap-on. Ruthlessly driving it into Abby’s wet cunt. I watch for a bit as the brunette fucks her friend. Pulling Abigail’s red hair and slapping her round ass. Then I pull out my.