She always seems happy with life and happy with herself.Everyone thinks that I have a tough job. I'm an upper management supervisor in a company that ...ells a multitude of products. I love my job and I really like the people that I work with. I spent years developing my team and now I mostly just sit back and watch them do all the work. I occasionally come out of my office and walk around the floor just to keep everyone on their toes.Every now and then, I would just take off out of the office. I was in the top of my class at school and made good money at a part-time job after school. Hell, I even volunteered helping veterans in my community. I was a great kid, dammit! Finally, Harry seemed to approve of me a little bit, at least enough to stop scowling.All was quiet in the camp now, and Jordyn was singing to herself. I looked at her through the mesh screen of my tent door. There she was, sitting on a camp chair by what was left of the morning's cook fire, twirling a marshmallow on a. O she is home I got to my bedroom doorway that's when I heard two voices moms and a man. What the fuck was going on. Walking toward the bath room door my stomach tightened my hands shaky as I reached for the knob. Slowly turning opening the door a crack. It was a large bathroom bedroom size converted. Peering in my stomach now flipping, nauseas,anger no rage , hate, lust?? I saw to bodies in the shower through the lite frosted shower curtain almost totally transparent. She was giggling like a. She didn’t rub me, but applied a little gentle pressure. She continued, “Most guys don’t use enough lube to feel good.” she grabbed a tube of jelly, and withdrew her finger. “I am going to massage you with this, and you let me know how it feels. When you’re ready, I’ll relax you with my fingers.” She kept talking in my ear as she massaged my scrotum, pernium, and anus with a soft, delicate touch. “What position were you in the last time you took a girl in the ass?” “We were on the bed, and she.