Rodger was a very sexy man, well built with piecing blue eyes, and hands that looked as if they could unlock Nicole’s most secret areas. She knew he... was staring at her tits, she was so turned on. She thought about Nigel, and felt so guilty, but knew her pussy needed attention. How could she stop herself? Nigel’s car appeared on the drive, thank god Nicole thought, he’s home. Nigel walked into the kitchen, took one look at Rodger and Nicole and lent over to Nicole’s ear. ‘Lucy’s told me about. The musky odor of Roger's cologne filled her nostrils, stimulating her further. It had a rich, suggestive odor that caused her to snuggle closer as the excitement of forbidden naughtiness rippled through her and she was careful not to break contact with the edge of the cushion pressed into the crevice between her fevered thighs.Salambo reached inside the fork of a huge tree near by and brought out a wicker basked from which she removed a long, black snake that wiggled restlessly, undulating and. .." she wailed, her body racked with sobs. "I don't understand..." Don't speak unless you're spoken to, bitch," Steve snapped. "And answer like the dirty little girl you are, with a 'Yes, daddy' or 'No, daddy.'" Yes, daddy," Jane whimpered in a baby voice, subconsciously sucking her thumb for comfort."Don't expect any sympathy from anyone here," her father smiled. "You've always treated people like objects, and now you're our puppet. Do you believe that? Do you believe that you're a slut. Good job no one else can walk pastnow right?" Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply meekly, aware my stocking tops are on shownow."Turn and kneel between my legs bitch, your lips oh.. one foot away frommy panties." Yes Mistress," I reply, turning and carefully sinking to my knees beforeher... realising that my eyes are level with her panties...her crotch...her pussy... oh...Then she pulls me nearer and puts one leg after the other over myshoulders so my body is forced into the couch, and my lips are.