.." Oh, honey you are so good. You are making Daddy feel soo good." Dr.Mason"I like to make you feel good, Daddy," he whispered. "Can I be yourlittle ...um slut?" Yes, Amy...oh yes you are my little cum slut"Hearing this, Greg feverishly gulped at the doctor's cock; spitting on itand rubbing his lips up and down the length of the shaft."Amy, honey, lick my balls. Please baby, lick Daddy's balls." Dr. Masonpleaded."Mmmm, yes Daddy," Greg replied, smiling. He swirled his tonguealternately around. He felt certain she loved him secretly, or she wouldn't be throwing herself at him now. The sudden visit was spectacular. She must need me to take her pretty bad, he thought.He nipped at the sides of her neck. Whispering breathily into his ear, she said "I've loved you secretly for a while now. I need you to take me, badly."He peeled away the bathrobe, exposing her body, still wet from the shower. His hands slipped along the curves from her shoulders to her ass, glorying in the soft naked. "Shelly! No!" Jayne protested, but Shelly just stepped back and smiled."Is that nice?" she asked, "Do you like that." "No!" Jayne protested, "Someone might come in!" So, what will they see?" Shelly asked, "Nothing, just relax." Please!" Jayne protested, "I don't like it." I think you do, you do don't you," Shelly suggested, "Just step out of your tights and we'll go in the back, OK?" No Shelly," Jayne protested as she tried and failed to wrench her hands free, as she found with her hands bound. "You sit!" he hissed, his breath smelling of garlic. His grip hurt."You hurt me," Lucian said, and the man let go.His arms smarted. He saw purple-and-blue lines on his white skin wherefingers had strangled the flesh. Gathering his torn dress, he pressedback into his chair, away from the man and too scared to look up."Is everything all right, sir?" a deep voice asked.He looked up and saw the concerned face of the waiter. Behind him stooda huge ink-black silhouette. Security, he thought, a.