I fill my glass and day dream,only to be shaken by a phone it`s your`s it`s your mate saying her son is ill and she will not be coming your angry with... her for standing you up but understand and put the phone down angrily,I look over and you look like your going to cry or scream or do something to vent your frustration,I smile and say "bad new`s" you smile and just say ye.You empty your glass in a single go and pour another as you are going to have to drink the bottle on your own now.I don`t. “Be a good slut and do as I say. You are here to serve me and I've found a way for you to continue to serve me and my host. You should be honored to be of such service to us and to these men here.” Alex was pointing at a group of men who were walking towards him and were now surrounding him. Mark was terrified and wanted to cry and scream and say no. Alex saw the look on his face and said, “If you don't do what I tell you, you can kiss your career goodbye. Do we understand each. He tore his mouth away , then discarded his own clothing in quick time. He turned her until she was facing him, and lowered his head to the valley between her breasts. His tongue drove her wild. His hands massaged her breasts, and then he finally moved to take one nipple into his mouth. The pressure was excruciatingly wonderful. She cried out in pleasure, clinging to his shoulders now for support. He gave her other breast the same blissful attention, then trailed hot kisses down her stomach. . “Dad!” you exclaim, pushing my hand away. “Stop it.”My hands are at your side, trapping you between me and the counter. “What? You know you liked it. Why else would you dress like that for me, honey?”“It’s my uniform!”Smiling as I move up along the sides of your waist, sliding my hands under your top. “Mmm… yes it is…” My hands cup your breasts through your bra, squeezing them gently.“Daddy! Stop!” you squirm, trying to get away from me.Pressing you against the counter as one hand continues to.