Really, she wasn't a new friend, but a new model, come to work for Sindee as muse and mannequin for Sindee's magnificent line of lingerie and titwear ...hat she created for so many of the big bust stars in the business. Besides, she loved being an agent for Mistress Samantha's video empire of lesbian big bust worship and finding new tittiegirl stars. And every once in a while, the Mistress let Samantha enjoy and create something for her gorgeous monster R cups. She preferred keeping them strapped. Mom never stepped in to stop as I think she was glad it was not her. She must have had her share before we were old enough for dad's pleasure. Dad loved to play "the game" every night. When he told us girls it was time for the game we would go to the bedroom and see what game he had chose that night. It was either sexual or abusive. We were not to complain or we would be whipped till we could not stand. Tonight dad felt mean. He told us to get naked and stand in front of the bed. As we stripped. As things developed, they wound up in Roger’s bed, having sex.Sunday, Roger once again went to church with June and her family. Afterward, June went with Roger to his apartment and spent the afternoon helping to pack clothes for his trip to his boss’s house party in Virginia. At 4:30, a limousine pulled up, and Roger kissed June good-bye and left.June walked back into the apartment, straightened up her desk and the bedroom. She wondered if she should call Alice before she left Roger’s and tell. Harry got the hint. The gang members positioned me so, while Poke continued his relentless assault of my sore ass, my face was tilted back to make it easy for every inch of Harry’s hog to plug my throat. As he entered my mouth, I could already feel my gag reflex kicking in. I knew I was about to vomit again until, as if anticipation it, Harry thrusted himself down my unprepared throat until I could smell his fat and musty smelling balls as they slammed into my face. I couldn’t breathe. Poke’s.