We looked at Mike, but he said he’s already takencare of it. I guess that was not her first pisstasting of the day.“Okay. Let’s eat ...nd do some more work,” Joshdeclared.Steph sat in the corner while we ate.Afterwards she was tied to a different table thatlooked kind of like a one at a gynecologist. She wason her back, her legs spread above her, leaving herpussy fully exposed.There was also a strap for her neck which lodged herhead in place.Josh strapped surgical gloves. Click. Pulling her tits out. Click. Both tits hanging free. Click. Her nipples harder than she had thought possible. Click. Is that pussy juice on the floor there? Click. God, how deep does this pussy go? Moaning and trembling, I finally pulled up the phone again. I… its done, I said. Hard now, she replied. Fuck it hard. Yes! I said, and thought. Finally Im getting to masturbate. My fingers slipped wild across my clit, rubbing it so fast that I was afraid my arm would go stiff. This is what I. My ex was going here at UCLA. And fuck if I know my purpose." Terse, but acceptable," he said, taking steps back towards her, his golf club cycling between his fingers. "So you followed your 'love' here, eh? The old Felicity method, am I right?"Sam just stared at him blankly."Never mind… before your time I suppose. Anyway, I'm sure you are aching for your release," the words leaving his mouth left a strange impression on Sam, as if they were meant on every level, "let me get to the real issue. The two teenagers were looking at me with wide-eyed shock. Brittany turned and went after her sister. Jennifer stared at me. "Does that mean we would have to have sex?" she said.I was momentarily taken aback at her youthful effrontery. Then I thought I would come right back at her. "Yes Jennifer. You would fuck me, you would suck me and I think I would put my cock right up that tight little ass of yours."She gasped, turned and went running after the others. I noticed her legs rose straight to.