.relax sweety..and enjoy....you can hear me doing something at the site of the bed and your tensing up again.than suddenly out of nowhere you can feel... warm oil dribbling over your breasts..discribing small circles. at first you are shocked a little by the feeling, and because you cant see what is happening. and i smile at you.i take my other hand and start to massage the oil over your breasts, letting your slippery nipples slide between my fingers as i do.i look at your face and enjoy your. You move higher to my ass and I scold again as you push hard against my tight hole.."fuck..." I gasp, trying to move but your feet and the restraints have me stuck, just how you wanted me. You push harder and I yelp out in pain as you enter my virgin hole for the first time..'ohhhh fuuuccccckkkk' I yelp, a mixtureof pleasure and pain..you have one hand on the belt, and the other comes to a rest on my hips, caressing me gently, calming my struggles...'shhh princess' you soothe 'Daddy won't hurt. Janet was now a lot more relaxed than she had been the night before. Over a coffee, we quietly mulled over some of the facets of what she had told me. She had no idea why Brett appealed to her in the way he had. Maybe because he was not a polished performer, rather, being a builder by profession, he was a slightly rough character, not a smoothie trying to charm his way into Janet’s pants.Over Janet’s shoulder, I watched, surprised, as Brett came into the room for his breakfast. I had a sudden. Father Bill was sitting across from me, also naked. I couldn't believe my eyes. There he sat with a huge erection, slowly stroking it from balls to head and back down again. He was staring intently at my naked, spread legs, and I could see a little sweat on his brow. "You're awake!" he finally said. I tried to stand, but felt dizzy. "You've had a bit too much to drink" he said. "Better just sit there. Watch me if you like." With that he started playing with his enormous, heavy balls. His huge.