We agreed that the only way it should be is quick and to the point, no sweet talk or kissing. I knew what my dad liked in women, what turned him on. I...used to look at his porn magazines as a kid. He liked Latinas but always got stuck with white ladies. In the week building up to the first day they were together we made sure it would work out as smooth as possible. We both wanted him to go quick in her because It was going to be a really disgusting thing for her to perform and sometimes she. This little bitch is squirming and making my cock hard the man behind her replies, making me want to punch him too W&hellip,what do you want? Debbie asks not realising their intentions as her hands pulls against the arm under her chin, You the man called Tommy says smiling at her I can see her efforts to move the arm stop as his words sink in, W&hellip,why? she whimpers, I want to move to her and take her in my arms, to comfort her and tell her shes safe, We been watching you aint we, youre. “C’mon my little slut, I know you are ready to cum. You better hurry or they’ll see you all hot and blushed. It doesn’t take a genius to know what happened here.”I came hard, imagining his boss and his wife watching us.“Good girl,” Sean said, kissing my neck, his fingers still inside my pussy, “Now, my little slut, I don’t think it’s nice for you to be all happy and satisfied, while your husband has a steel-hard cock in his pants. So, bend down on the table. And you better be quick and not. She pushed it open nervously before stepping inside.A single lamp lit the room. The room was bigger than she expected. An old wardrobe stood against one wall, its door missing. An ancient bed that sagged heavily in the middle took centre stage and on it were several enlarged pictures of Stacey in pose. There was a dresser on which sat the lamp. The curtains were closed at the window and in the darkest corner someone was sitting in a big old chair. Eyes were all that she could see."What do you.