Sam realized I had made it all up and began to beat me about my head and shoulders. She stopped when I kissed her but resumed when I stopped. We repe...ted that cycle three times until Mom asked, ‘Son, do you have condoms?’ Sam was apparently still drunk enough to admit she was on the pill. One kiss later the conversation had worked its way past the fuzzy parts of her brain and she understood we were going to fuck. She blushed and hid her face. Mom said, ‘Sam, we need to start on the term. I knew that I looked good so I had a complete air of confidence about me when I answered the door. We immediately went up to my bedroom. Curtis had never seen me naked before, so I sat him down on the bed and did a little dance for him. Untucking my blouse from my skirt, I pulled it off my shoulders just far enough to display my lacy bra. Then I let it slide down my arms and on to the floor. Looking imploringly at Curtis, hoping for some kind of reaction, I hesitated momentarily at the skirt.. ”I pushed past him and went to climb the stairs.“Mandy rang me, she was in tears, said she messed everything up. Did you have to upset her?” he sounded more angry than worried.I paused at the foot of the stairs and turned to him.“You two do a lot of telling each other everything don’t you. Did you ever think that I might be the one who has cause to be upset?” He was obviously angry with me but I was too tired to argue with him tonight.“Mum, you know she hasn’t got anyone but me to talk to if. She looked all around the edge of the pit as she nibbled, studying the mincing, naked brunettes. She estimated that there were about 75 of those prim, serious beauties strutting in their black high heels, supervising this cream-coated, slippery suckfest.For every brunette squirting gooey white tit-lotion out of her portable tank, there were two more wielding the black riding crops. As the girls with the tanks kept giving the blondes more lubrication, the girls with the crops strutted around the.