“Confession time,” Tara continued, “I may have played a little hand in setting this up. Didn’t know how much you’d be getting paid though. W...y to play hardball.” Tara removed the white leather glove from her hand and tossed it aside. She gripped Kaylee’s sweaty breast with one hand. She pushed Kaylee’s matted hair behind her ears with the other and kissed her. The man underneath Kaylee was now lying on his back. He gripped her hips hard and began fucking her rapidly. A surge of pleasure ran. You're nice and tight. And sohot. Do you want my cock in your asshole, Rebecca? Tell me to fuck yourasshole, Rebecca?" Rebecca tried to squirm away when the finger entered her asshole. Itplundered into her, seeking deeper and deeper inside her until she felt hisknuckles against her ass cheeks. She felt it twisting around inside her, unableto stop the ravishment of her backside. He pushed inside her cruelly, forcingher to say it. "Fuck my asshole, please," saying as she was ordered. "If. ..his reply came onto my screen.'Geez....they sound fantastic. I'm a big tit man......can I see them?' The drink had fuddled my brain and I didn't really understand what he meant.'What do you mean? How could I show you?''Have you got any photos?''Oh God no! Plus I wouldn't know how to send them.' I quickly typed.'That's a pity' Flyboy wrote, then immediately sent another message, 'have you got a webcam?''Yes,' I naively replied.I'd used it a couple of times with my daughters and still wasn't. At first, I didn’t understand this either. In the game phase, I let Mike do things like this to me because he enjoyed it. He tied me up on weekends and left me in the window facing the backyard. He liked to stuff a dildo in my mouth and make me watch the gardener mow our lawn. I was worried that the gardener would complain so Mike made a rule that if anyone did complain about me being exposed to the gardener, we’d stop his little humiliation game.It was a clever rule because it meant I had to.