Jane remembered the wall display of items. They were set up like a tool board in a garage. Dildos of all sizes, ball gags, chains, whips. Fuck she ...thought to herself. She was done in her hands.Casey was pulled into the room. The large door loudly shut. In the room were 2 other people. They sat in the corner on chairs. It was dark. She could not tell if they were male or female. Jane told Casey that it was irrelevant to scream for help. The room was soundproof. She did tell her. Jessica giggled lewdly as she ran her middle finger sensually through the red curls of her pubic mound and then into her glistening, pink cunt slit. It excited her immensely to play with her pussy in front of her own dad."Why, daddy, I do believe you like looking at my pussy, don't you? That's why you've got that big hard-on in your jeans. Does your cock always get stiff when you think about your daughter's cunt?" Jessica!" Albert gasped. That seemed to be all he could say. His stiff erection. I’m not working but it was definitely worth it to come here if I get to be with beautiful girls like you guys,’ he flirted. ‘Mmm, thanks, you guys aren’t so bad yourself’ Ash blushed and moved closer to Chase,’so Jay where are you working at?’ Ash asked. ‘Oh well, most of the time I work as a bartender here in the pool, but every once in a while I work as a cabin attendant,’ he said. ‘Oh nice,’ Ash said ‘Yeah, it’s a pretty great place to work at and I get a friends and family discount so I. A local farmer by the name of Jack spent as much time in the tavern as he did plowing the fields. I met him on several occasions at Dittmar's Bar and Grill. He bought me a beer. I bought him one. That kept on until closing hour late into the night.Each time we meet, we get a little loud, and tell stories. Recently, he asked me if I knew any farmer's daughter stories. I said I didn't. He said he did and proceeded to tell me."Grant," he said, "there was this farmer with three kids, all girls..