I found out that many are similar with my life. Today, I have read a good story and i reminded me of many things. Some of your story reminds me my yo...th, because i was raised in fester families and with grand parents. So i mixed with too many adults in early age and taste sex very early.Just didn,t have mom, i sexed aunties. At the age of 14 when my aunt changed furniture and we had to sleep on floors on mattresses, until we got complete resaturated ancient furniture like baroque or so style.. I took him into my apartment and Ihad him undress in front of me as I sat down and rubbedmy cock bulge.I told him that he was a piece of shit and I was hisfucking master and spelled out a few rules. I couldtell he was scared but that didn’t keep his smallishcock from being hard as a rock. I told him he couldnever touch me unless I commanded him to. Also that hewas not to touch his cock or there would be punishment.I also told him that I was going to shave his bodysince he was so fucking. As I was doing as I was told by Brenda, she got my attention" pointing at the glass thermometer saying I want to see just how hat you really are, this is going up your cute ass, and you resist it either.As I was eating Brenda's snatch, Patricia told Brenda to let her lube our sex slave's ass before you check his temperature. I felt Patricia's warm tongue circling my tiny hole and as they agreed my hole was lubed enough, I could feel the cold glass thermometer enter my hole. As plunged my tongue. “You look wonderful,” I said with an air of unexpected confidence, “absolutely wonderful.” “How does the size appear?” She questioned, moving closer toward me; close enough for me to take in the feint scent of 'Issay Mayake' that lingered from her presence. “The 34C is a brilliant fit, well you already knew that,” I answered, whipping up a head of steam (I was on a roll), “and the first thing I noticed as you alighted from the change room was how well the 'Triumph' panties fitted you. I must.