Both had huge, round breasts, unabashedly fake, barely tucked into expensive bras.As their brief clothing shifted slightly with their every movement, ...I found myself becoming very interested in finding out what treasures lay hidden there. This was really going to be fun.Mrs. Robinson told them to sit back, relax, and close their eyes, which they did obediently. She then left and joined us in the observation room. She set her clipboard down and then stood right behind me, looking into the room. “Tom would never go to sex therapist. He says I’m the issue, not him.”“So, what’s the big issue?” I asked, tagging on, “You don’t have to tell me if you feel uncomfortable about it.”“No,” Emily replied, “Its okay. When I want it, he doesn’t and when he wants it, I don’t. We can’t seem to match up our schedules.”I knew the feeling all too well.“Sometimes,” Emily confided, “I wonder if he even finds me attractive anymore.”I looked at Emily and told her I couldn’t for the life of me, see how Tom. Yahan rhekar toh us kya hi naukri milegi kyu na aap usse apne sath kisi company me job par rkhle main gurantee deta ho aap jo bhi usse karvaoge vo sb kaam kar legi aap ko shikayat ka ek bhi mauka nhi degi.Aapke ek airline company bhi h na vo airhostess ki job kar skti.Aur aap uski salary me paise kaat te rhena.C aadmi- hu m aisa kaise bina resume dheke kisi ko job de skte h aur ye kaam toh humare boss karte h.Principal-main aapke boss baat karta ho please meri unse abhi baat karvaye.C aadmi ne. Then I felt something hard and cold at my pussy, and suddenly my dad thrust a metal hose up inside me and turned on the water. He ignored my squeals of protest as he fucked the hose in and out of my pussy, sluicing floods of ice water flooded inside me and spurted out around the hose."DOGFUCKER!" he cursed me.He pulled the hoe out and sprayed the icy water all over my squirming body, soaking me from head to toes. He threw down the hose and pulled out a bar of soap and began soaping me up. He.