Poor little cabana boy...
So you like, totally have to do everything we say, like NO MATTER WHAT. Cus you like totally know that daddy would have you deported or whatever if he found out you were that hag's little fucktoy. And didn't I say you should get hard!? When you were banging the hag on the balcony your cock looked a lot bigger. Now stop crying and do something about it.
How should I know how your little winkle is supposed to get hard, it's your equipment you worthless toe rag. Tell you what with you pants around your ankles, just fuck the air with your hips. Do it. show me how you thrust into a hot pussy!
Oh my god, Missy, He looks so fucking ridiculous with his dick flailing around in the air. My pussy is already sweating at just the thought of what we can do with this little toy. Make him do something else! Make him do something else!
Hmmmm, I don't know Brit. Maybe we should just give daddy the picture then we could be rid of the hag forever.
Oh please Misssy, please, please can we just play with him for a little bit, then you can give the pictures and we get to have fun! ..... (smiles innocently) If you do I'll let you do whatever you want to me! Like when we played truth or dare at your eighteenth birthday party!
(Missy smiles) Oh, very well, I can do it for you, but you will also have to promise to follow my strictest instructions. Ok Brittany?
Yes Missy. (missy slaps her) I mean Mistress Missy.
Good. Now Cabana boy, go get a pair of thong panties, some lube, my double headed dildo, and my ball gag from my room. Brittany, take my top off with your teeth.