And I don't really feel as differently as I thought I would either, except that I do find I am starting to think about sex more since it happened. I w...nder if that is normal.....Anyway, it didn't happen as I thought it would: perhaps after a long courtship and lots of preparatory kissing and cuddling. Or with the man who was to be my husband - that is how I always hoped it would be. That is how I always planned it would be. But this was unplanned, and I was totally unprepared for the new. That thirty minutes seemed more like 30 years but eventually the doorbell rang again. My stomach was doing backflips as I opened the door.“What’s so important? I told you I would be back….” his voice trailed off when he noticed Paige standing there. “Paige?! What….?”“Come on in Dad. Or should I say Daddy?” I wilted off to the side and tried to stay out of it. Growing up in Foster homes I saw a lot of arguing and always tried to stay out of it. Paige had other ideas though. She stood next to. The force she instilled in her forearms made it clear that she meant the throwing. My feelings turned impulsive after getting used as a bitch by my aunty. I had some heavy breathe out of my nostrils as I looked to immune myself again. My anus was well widened due to the abuse it took and I felt the cool ambience air hitting my bowel clearly.Aunty came close to me and adjusted me in the bed properly. She got laid over my body and held my chain to open my mouth wide. Aunty opened her lips, and. Then she’s letting it fall from her mouth, turning her head to take her husband’s cock between her lips – bouncing her face on that for a half dozen strokes, looking up at him as she does it ... Then the same again, that one out of her mouth and turning to the next... We pull back to a wider shot and watch the men crowded in around her, her wanking two and sucking a third, then swapping ... Renae on the periphery still smiling and wanking the Latex shaft of her canine-dildo, waiting for her.