He even threatened to charge me to use the studio, if I didn’t charge the same price he did.Beth showed up with her mother at one, and we got starte...d right away. This was the hard part because so many mothers wanted things done their way. Beth’s mom was no exception. After listening to her, barking her orders for five minutes, I finally handed her check back. I said I was sorry, but I couldn’t work under those conditions. She left in a huff. So much of a huff, that she forgot her. Man, bombshells they were, pics were not fake. We hugged and adjusted ourselves in our car. When we reached my home, girls wanted to freshen up first. I gave them one of my rooms. They took around an hour to bath and be ready and that one hour was longest of my life. Finally, we were lying on the bed, me between those two beauties. Preeti was in a T-shirt and short skirt and Neha in a night suit – trouser and top.Small chit-chat, caressing, a peck on the cheek – this is how we started. Suddenly. I took a deep breath to calm my voice. "I'm sorry, master. Thesehormonesmake me all moody." Did you mean what you said before tripping over?" I might have." I huddled up, but pressing my thighs together remindedmeof what was between them. "And that's dumb. You don't even like me. Butthat's fine, master. You own me and are... Allowed to torture me." Is the reg-implant hurting you?" He placed his hand on the back of myneck and pressed. "Here, I deactivated it." He lowered his arm on myshoulders.I. "The shorts slid down her legs and the panties were pushed to her knees. Jan stood trembling as his fingers invaded her intimate flesh. He said, "Good God, girl, you're sopping wet. This is a party pussy if I ever felt one."Jan gradually turned her head back to look him in the eyes. He fingered her crudely and smiled, saying, "You're going to have fun this week whether you like it or not. You may as well like it and get with the program."Jan wanted to deny his claim, but her drooling and.