She was so flattered that someone, even her own dad, had been turned on by her. She was very wet as she frantically pushed her finger in and out.She ...closed her eyes and was in the raptures of pleasure when she was jolted by a hand grabbing her shoulder. She quickly stopped and turned around to see her father was the one holding her.“And what do you think you are doing in my room?”Jacqui panicked and fainted. The next thing she was aware of was that she was laying on her bed. Her father was. No possibility of her seeing me hastheir working hours are practically identical. I paid my50 to the woman inside and was told to go upstairs tothe first bedroom and await the lady who would be up ina minute or two.I sat down on the bed and was amazed when my motherwalked in dressed in an open type of smock, a bra andsmall panties. “What the hell are you doing here?” shesaid. “You know what I’m here for,” I replied. “But what thefuck are you doing. Club visitors should be encouraged to take pictures and video clips of the slave. it only can hope that nobody there will recognize it. But the white slave is a slave and will have no control, neither over who takes photographs and videos, nor what is going to happen with those photographs and videos.Likewise, it fantasized that it could be neither a sissy nor a cross dresser, a claim that was not actually true. it wanted to experience how it feels to be forced to expose itself as a tart in. I layed down on the grass while Jack massaged and stretchedmy leg out. Once the cramp was stretched out and the muscleuncramped, I told him he could stop. I thanked him and askedwhere he learned how to do that. He told me he was a part timemassage ther****t. He gave me his business card and told me to call and set upan appointment. He then asked if I had access to a jacuzzi.I told him I had one at home and was going to get in it as soonas I got home.He asked if he could come over and use it.