And she instinctively kept trying to pull her hands free, but could not. "I'm FUCKED", was the only thought that Rachel's near panicked mind could con...jure up, over and over. After a while Monica showed up pushing a small table on wheels. "Rachel, this is your torture table. Your customers can use anything on it to torture you, to their hearts content. But don't worry though. They can actually only do a few things to you. Before they enter the room, they will have been briefed by Joe as to what. "Then through another and go right, I'm B2, push the door open and come up the stairs." See you in a minute." I replied and was about to hang up."Wait," she said, "Wait a couple of minutes will you I can see Mr Brown's nurse arriving. It would be better to wait until she is inside."A car had pulled up next to mine and a lady was getting out. I waited for her to go in and got out of my car a minute later and headed through the white door and found my way to flat B2. The door was slightly ajar. He told me that he only had a little cock but I replied that I didn’t mind how big it was. I let my hand go down and touch him.“It might be small but it’s nice and hard,” I said as I began to play with it.It was rigid, and although only three inches long it felt nice and warm. I rubbed it slowly and began to pull the foreskin back further each time. Gordon really liked this and moaned softly.Each time I pulled the skin down I held it back exposing his small shiny knob. I ran my fingers around. The thought of being alone with her in the car made my heart race. "I'll just go and change," I called, whizzing past the hot young girls, a little too eagerly. My aching balls felt like they could have been served on a tennis court.Sliding the glass shower door along, I stepped into the cloud of steam, letting the hot water rain down onto my body. The dark haired beauty was there with me. I could almost feel her kissing my shoulders as she pressed her beautiful small tits into my back. My mind.