I just looked at the screen and did my thing, ignoring him. After a while he screwed up his courage and uttered a few words "you have a beautiful dick.... I gave a half hearted "thanks" and didn't bother turning around. He then finally propositioned me. "Would you like me to stroke it for you?" he asked. "No, I'm good." I replied. But he was persistent and a few minutes later said "I can suck it for you. You can cum in my mouth if you like."Now I was getting a little annoyed and just wanted to be. “Aunt Cass, that’s-”“Illegal, I know. But it’s only illegal if anybody finds out. And I’m certainly not going to tell anyone.” I laughed loudly, drunkenly, and Bryan seemed to relax a bit. “You know I can’t get pregnant, either. So, no consequences for a weak pull-out game, either.”“But… you’re sure it’s a good idea?” Bryan asked, still clearly hesitant.I sat up, a sudden epiphany popping into my head; I put my hand on his and asked, “Bryan, are you a virgin?”He nodded sheepishly.Now it made. When time was called, a thick wetness coated Donna's shoe.“I think I'm adequately turned on now,” Donna stated, “how about we spin for partners?” this is where one person spins, and we pair up based on that, then rotate every few minutes, anything goes. “Sure,” I said, “I'll spin.” this made Donna miffed, she wanted to get Abby first, and I was ok with that, but she would cheat to get it. I spun, and I got Abby, much to Donna's disappointment, she has become quite the pedophile, she likes. E. I found myself surrounded by The Dip Shit Crew (my nickname for them) and that familiar feeling of dread appeared in my gut. They started with the usual names and insults but this time they took it a step further and actually started shoving me around. They were pushing me and calling me faggot and little queer and I panicked. I thought maybe one of them saw me gazing at Christian too long and now it would be the end for me. I was terrified and the look on my face seemed to encourage them.