Pamela's parents were actually pretty nice: they were a little older than mine, and clearly concerned about their daughter, but not really pushy."So, ...artin, Pamela says you will be a junior next year. What are your plans for college? Or have you thought that far yet?" No, Mr. Gilman. I have not finalized my plans yet, but I've started thinking about it. I like mathematics and science, so perhaps science or engineering." You know that Pam will be a senior next year. She can't make up her mind. He helped Randy sit up. Nick knelt in front of the two of them.Nick said, "You're going to tell me who you work for."Neither one of them said a word. Nick stood up and stomped on Randy's ankle, making him scream."I am going to ask again, who do you work for?"Randy, in pain, screamed, "No one."Nick stomped on his ankle again making him scream.Nick said, "I can see this is going to be a long night."He stomped down on Mike's right knee. Mike held his scream.Nick said, "I see you're a tough guy. I. Right now, I felt like I had a royal flush. I sat back and said nothing. My expression told her I was surprised.She continued, "Nika, it must have been at least eight frickin' inches long. I swear. He was slowly stroking it up and down. I hate to admit it, but girl I had to watch. Don't hate me, please. It was amazing."She sat back, waiting for my reaction. I looked at her; my face still showed my surprise and amazement at her confession. I gathered my thoughts then slowly smiled.“It was that. My toes curled. I couldn't take more of this teasing and—I whimpered, my body fighting the restraints. My asshole clenched on the butt plug. The rope creaked around me. I needed to cum. I needed my—Daddy's dick rammed into my cunt. It was so amazing. My snatch welcomed his shaft. He groaned as he buried to the hilt in me once, twice, thrice. My fingernails bit into my cousin's spanked rump as the pleasure exploded through me.My orgasm detonated. My pussy writhed about his cock and—He yanked out.