She shrieked and ran, laughing, and I chased her, laughing as well. We chased each other around through the living room, the dining room, into the kit...chen and the front hall, in circles, like we had when we were kids. Finally she slowed a bit once we reached the kitchen for the fourth time, and I grabbed her. "Gotcha!" I yelled in triumph, my breath heaving.Paige had been giggling and shrieking with glee the whole time, but now the only sound from her was her own heavy breathing. She turned to. What was not known at the time is that our clients had been accused of human trafficking where they would allegedly used voodoo rituals and promises of jobs to lure migrants to Italy, where they were put to work as prostitutes.I asked her, "How could you be lent out by your boss to be their prostitute", and she replied that she didn't know it at the time. It was only after these 4 black men used her that it was revealed that they had lured girls like her to accept these jobs in promise of. ”So, as soon as she left I got undressed and sat on the edge of the table. And as I usually do I sat there playing with my cock to get things started so I could see how far this massage would go. Once I had a good sized hard on I turned and lay face down on the table and haphazardly covered most of my ass with the folded towel… still folded. Of course I parted my legs and pointed my hard cock straight down between my thighs so she could get a good look at things. A few moments I heard a faint. She didn’t seem eager, but she didn’t seem hesitant either. Oh well, I’m sure she is just wanting to make this stop. I replied, “We’ll talk about it when I get home.”I got home and we ate supper with the kids and spent some time with them. After we put them to bed, we went back to our bedroom and started talking about what we should do next. Again, she said, “I guess the only thing we can do is go through the whole thing again, and this time, I will make sure to turn the camera on.” Even.