The fifth room - known asthe Tittie Bar - was obviously an adult knock-off of the more pedestrian barwhere Marion had met Tera and her friend in earli...r in the night. In additionto serving good drinks, this bar's employees had no problem showing flesh,either. Tits were bouncing just about everywhere as waitresses, bartendersand entertainers came and went. The bar's live entertainment consisted of anall-female rock band, conveniently playing in the buff. Marion listened totheir music, which. My brother slapping my belly and telling me to “open up and suck it slut” I remember exactly, the sting of the slap as well as the sting of the words. I also remember him forcing me to swallow his load, ok so there really wasn’t much force. I also remember that before that load was half way down my throat, my other brother Wayne, was kneeling at my face ready to take a turn. He slapped my face with his cock but never said a word, he didn’t have to, I knew what he wanted and I opened my mouth to. “Hmmm.” said Beverly in a suspicious tone.“Well. I’m glad if I can give something back! It’s ... good, to be needed. And wanted.” said Amber. “Julie, if you did have anything at all to do with it, I’m glad!”Julie smiled, and cocked her head to one side.Amber looked at the two women, looking like exactly like a mother and daughter, one about twenty-five years old and the other looking about forty, but knowing that the reality was the reverse of what it appeared to be -- the mother looked like. Ifyou are wearing panties this experience has been described as mostdelightful. The more you submit to your new feelings the more thefeeling spreads through your body. Its like being aroused with out anytouching of your penis, and there is no way to make the feeling moretangible, you are forced to submit to a creeping erotic pleasure, theFeeling is most strong when fully surrendering to your new desires.''look here!' she cried, as she hoisted her skirt to reveal her panties,something I had.