Yes, Maam, I said finally, resigned. Good, she replied. The email is [email protected] I held the phone out in front of me, turning on the selfie came...a and clicked. I made sure only my chest, covered by the sweater, and my naked legs were visible. Then I sent it off. Mmmh, she said a few moments later. Now, to prove that its really you, I want to see the banana in your pussy. I swallowed hard. Im really going to do this, I thought. Im going to be in some fucked up relationship here, exposing. I was right, there was nobody in there unfortunately but I could hear a shower running in the showers so I had hope. I had gotten undressed and grabbed my towel to head to the showers, when I got there I hung my towel up and walked in and was surprised to see a very good looking older man in his 50s, salt and pepper hair, avg dad bod, hairy chest, clean shaven face, and then I look down at his cock and immediately begin drooling over it. His cock was gorgeous, thick, and I’d say about 6” long. He could glimpse the soft material of her pants from under her short skirt. He traced his finger around the edge of the material. “Steph, I am going to teach you a few lessons now, what it takes to be a good wife in my house” he whispered. She took a deep breath. Slowly, he pulled down her panties, until half of her buttocks were showing. He gently caressed the soft flesh, and gently rubbed a thumb down the crack. She squirmed a little. He did it again and again, and he noticed her breathing. I looked up to see if there was a problem and I quickly realised that a bigger nightmare loomed. John was repositioning himself between my legs and aiming his monster dick at my little pussy! Daddy! No please dont! Im too small and its already too tight with Mike in my bum, please dont! Even Mike tried to protest but an order of Shut the fuck up silenced us both. Mike was instructed to hold inside me and to hold me still. I screamed as he entered me, begging him to stop. All the skin on my rear.