Ted stands slowly and makes his way towards the closet, where his luggage is stored. In his mind he begins to inventory his belongings and wonder how...much hotels cost these days. With a shaking hand he opens the closet door and there is a squeal as a small girl tumbles out into the center of the room.“What the fuck?” Lonnie barks.Ted’s daughter, Nancy Wheeler, tumbles out from where she had hidden and looks up at the room filled with guilt and shame. Her small frame is draped in a modest. "Please, save me, Mr. Jones. I'll do anything! I have fallen so low. If your love of Christ can rescue me from the vile sin you witnessed, have mercy and teach me the proper way of love." I not only got the hang of Connie's con, I elaborated passionately.Was my new passion fueled by my submissive, erotic nature? Probably, but not by the facade I turned to Scranton Jones. By submitting to Connie's scheme, the arousal that had been ripped from my senses began to return."I-I should call the. Wow! We both are going and hard and rough and we were loving it. I then inserted two fingers in her pussy in one go. She screamed a bit but never asked me to stop. She was now giving me a handjob with my pants still on. And I was fingering her with her bottom still on.We were masturbating each other with increasing speed. We were about to cum, there was a sudden knock on the door. Bloody hell! Anna quickly wore her top while I went to unlock the door. It was Rose.Me: Hey Rose! What’s up?Rose:. A well-dressed man walked up to me, introduced himself as "Ron", and started a conversation. During our talk, he told me that he and his wife were having a small get together at their home and invited me over. Since I obviously had no other plans, I accepted.Once we arrived, I looked around the house and noticed there were no other cars in the driveway. When I asked about it, Ron replied that it was still early and the other guests hadn't arrived yet. We went inside and Ron offered me a drink..