By 2 a.m. I was exhausted, so I went to bed. I was just finishing my breakfast on the patio, enjoying the view when the phone rang and I was informed ...hat Ms. Smith from the studio was on her way up. I packed up my gear and met her at the door and we returned to the street, entered the limousine and were whisked to company headquarters. Ms. Smith was stunning and I tried not to stare as we chatted and she explained the sights on our trip to the studio’s corporate headquarters. We breezed. I almost find Lissa's tasks and what she's doing more exciting than my own. Like ... like I wish I'd been half as daring and brave and naughty when I was that age." Ah, I see." I decided to make a guess, hoping it was true, and, even if not, to suggest it just for its sheer perversity. "You're re-living your own adolescence, with your brother Jason, vicariously, through the way your daughter's teasing him, now." Oh my god, exactly!" she replied after only a short delay. "I'm really so glad you. He rubbed my back with one hand and put the other on my leg. After a few minutes I felt his hand on my crotch again. Wanting to feel him play with my dick again I moved my legs apart and pushed forward. He relized what I was doing and adked if I wanted him to rub my crotch again, in a silly voice I said I don't know. He hugged me and moved up my leg. He asked want it here, I said higher. He moved his hand to the leg hole of my underwear. Here, he asked. Giggling I said more. He moved his hand. Then just before Gary pulled out of me to cum on my ass. The pain disappeared, a warm sensation covered my sweaty body and I became almost numb. The last few deep strokes into my slutty hole were barely felt but I do recall an empty feeling as he pulled out his longsword and emptied his contents onto my backside. My hole throbbed, it wanted him back inside were I could feel him. Gary let out a few manly cries as he rubbed out his creamy seeds onto my crack. I felt the liquid run down my back.