I'm not nearly that big being just under six inches and didn't think it was possible. When I said I didn't believe he was being truthful Jerome stood ...up asking me if I wanted to see it. Thinking this was turning a bit gay I declined and lied telling him I believed him. Then I said that size doesn't matter as long as you know how to use it. Jerome laughed at me saying that size does matter if you know how to use it right.While flipping through the channels I heard a knock on the door. Getting up. The receptionist was different, he now had an Indian receptionist and it turned out to be his own daughter, and when she showed me in, he told her to lock up and go home. I knew what was coming, and I sat there full of mixed emotions, this was like me going into my sexual fantasy, only it was real, and I knew my knickers would be soaking in expectation."Your other want's you to start taking the pill", he said softly, his eyes darting all over my schoolgirl body under my uniform, I could swear. Soon she was sat curled up on the floor, at the guy’s feet while he stroked her head telling her what a nice ‘pet’ she was. ‘Did she enjoy being his pet’? ‘Was she a good girl’? The combination of the red wine, the embarrassment of being naked and the pressure from the clamps on her nipples soon had her panties soaking and more and more she was thinking of cock. But abruptly there was a knock on the door and two other young guys walked in. Finding herself firmly tethered to the chair by the. She loved the pain especially knowing that a wild orgasm would soon follow. She needed this, needed this abuse after several weeks of not having sex…She looked at me in the eye as she felt a sharp pain in her cunt. Then she was pushed over the edge. I leaned down and whispered in her ear:“After you come, my fingers are going to stretch out your asshole...”Sheila looked at me again and she cried she would love to get fucked in the ass. Her orgasm began to build as I told that…Then I felt her.