She might explode, rip into him. If she did, well, he'd wear that. Or she might fall apart, burst into tears. If she did, he'd do what he could to com...fort her. Or, alternately, she might get icy, dismissive, and insulting. He'd rather not have this outcome, but he'd just wear this one too. Whatever happened, he just had to look past it, figure out how to reassure that he was dead serious about helping her.Chris watched her as she watched him approach. As he started to come close, she put her. Julie had tried to talk to Jeff about the situation several times, already, but Jeff always managed to change the subject before he could be pinned down. The problem was that Jeff had reached his 33rd birthday, and his sex drive had slowed down. He no longer wanted to fuck every night, which, she admitted, was a relief for Julie. Nevertheless, he was going to have to start back pretty damned soon, or his daughters were going to die as virgins!Julie's periods started to become somewhat. Fraulein Elsa made the most of the burn time of the candles and by the time his wailing subsided a bit because the flames had passed his nipple clamps, the waxed and beaten girl continued her cries and moans -- but she didn't once flinch in her posture. The mistress kept working away at her slave girl's stretched and meathooked tits with the bamboo cane, ruining them into a mess with purple and black stripes and bruises. Fleur was in shock to be seeing the brutality she knew from videos now. ”Reluctantly, the teen swallowed her stepbrother’s vile cum. After she sucked him dry, Grant turned loose of her hair. She raised her head as his softening cock slipped from between her lips. She had tears in her eyes as she looked up and saw her best friend standing there beside Alex.“Is everything ready to go?” Alex asked.“I think so, but you might want to check it. You’re the camera expert,” Grant said, as he stood up and stuffed his now soft cock back into his pants and zipped them.