She smoothed her dress. She was careful notto look at the desk again. She looked at photos of women and visitingcelebrities on the walls."What did you... do?" Brennan asked. "The FBI is sniffing around." I applied for a job." With the FBI? Did you think they would protect you?"Chastity sighed. "I want to do something with my life besides broodinggrandchildren and servicing thirty customers a day." Then join the Army. Or the fucking Foreign Legion. Not the FBI. I amsix months away from going legit.. "I hate having those bikini-tans, is it a problem if I drop my top?" Claire asks as she looks around."No, no problem, no one can see you here. And I will join you, as I also don't like that," Brianna answers her. "And no, you two are not allowed to touch!" she tells the guys as she sees them looking at it.Both girls unhook their tops. "Well, maybe they can," Claire says while looking at the guys. "I need some suntan lotion on them, don't you?" Sure, so do I, but we could do it ourselves of. I could tell he enjoyed slowly fucking my face as he was moaning the entire time. After a while he began to pick up the pace and started fully fucking my face pounding his cock down my throat and making me gag. He pulled out again and I could feel the drool from the face fucking leak out of my mouth and onto my naked and bound body. I always liked the feel of drool running down my face and body after being face fucked. He told me to stand up and bend over towards the wall. I did and he. " I had never openly defied one of Daddy's rules, much less openly defied one in public. Maybe I just wanted to see what he would do. Maybe I secretly craved some punishment. The last punishment, hand spanking had nearly brought me to tears and the caning and paddling that followed it had left me openly blubbering and begging Daddy to believe me when I burbled, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I'll be a good girl, I promise. I'll do good. I'm sorry!" He had finished the paddling and had taken.