Only fifteen minutes later, his girlfriend turned up at the house. It had been a week since he'd seen her but he hadn't given a fuck since for at lea...st half of that week, he'd been buried in his daughter. He had to admit though, she looked good and the fact that his cock was still covered in his daughter's juices was a turn on. He saw her walk up the drive and he opened the front door. He grabbed her the second she got in, didn't even kiss her and instead pushed her to her knees. He got. Back to the massages on Mister Joachin's crotch, I remember the first time I saw his thick and venous cock, I always saw that when he began to massage himself on the crotch something grew there, but I didn't know what it was.Until one day he pulled (his cock) out of one of the short sleeves, I clearly remember every detail of that first time I saw his cock, first I could only see his balls, hairy and big, but when he finally put out his hand from the sleeve of the orange shorts, I saw the head. I could feel my face redden when I felt the spotlight on me. I smiled sheepishly. Rachel asked me what I did with my time when I wasn’t in school, and I managed to squeak out something about working at the supermarket in the evenings. Emboldened, I returned her gesture at small talk by asking her where she was for the two years she didn’t see Harry. As Harry beamed and stuck out his chest, Rachel told me that she had been all around the world. Doing what? I blurted out. Oh, modeling, of course,. He took a couple steps to her and took her hand. "Come closer, please." She came over to him and he led her to the foot of the bed where Chelsea lay. He motioned to Chelsea who uncovered herself again, laying on the bed naked and exposed. "She is very beautiful, isn't she, Isabella?" He whispered in a low growl in the maids ear as he held her shoulders. "Y,yes, Sir." "You are quite beautiful too, isn't she Chelsea?" he asked. "Oh yes, Master. She is very lovely." "Look Isabella. See how wet she.