"Did you just speak out of turn?" she growled again, this time even more sternly."I'm very sorry, Mistress." I thought giving you just four rules and ...ome basic instructions might be easy enough for you to follow. But, apparently not."I nuzzled my face into her nylon thigh, desperate to avoid more denial. I wanted her to take pity on me. I wanted to be freed! I couldn't do this anymore, but I needed to be with her. I needed to prove myself to this perfect woman."Would you like to lick my. His skin was so soft, yet underneath was as hard as stone. It pulsed in her hand, a thrilling reminder that it was alive beneath her ministrations.Bill still laid on his side, not believing this was happening. His own sweet daughter was jerking him off! It was so wrong, so forbidden, yet her little hand felt so good on his stiff cock. He rolled over slightly to give her better access to his tool.“Mmm, I can’t believe how HOT it is!” Becky exclaimed. She ran her fingers around the ridge, which. As I watched this magnificent specimen skillfully apply her trade, I couldn't help but think she could run this whole fucking company.I listened to her soothing voice, and watched her walk up and down the room, and sure enough, my mind again wandered. This time my mind raced all the way back to the first time I looked at her in a sexual way. I felt the flush of a warm smile cover my face.My cock stiffened against my thigh again as I fondly remembered that day. Her son and I were moving boxes. Her hands above her head and she was standing. Her shoulders hurt and she was sore all over. She groaned as she realized she couldn’t even move. She heard a door open and lights turn on. Blinking and trying to see who it was. She recognized the man from a few (how many?) hours ago, but there were two more she didn’t. They circled her slowly, taking in her curvy figure. Cupping her breast and her ass, the men played with her like this for a while. She was embarrassed but it was just making her.