" he said, "...very soft—more like a girl than a man."I blushed at his words. I wanted him to think of me as a man.I became acutely aware of his han...s. The kneading and stroking caused my penis to become stiff. I felt ashamed to be standing before him with a hard-on. He took my small cock in his hand and stroked it. My breathing became irregular."Turn around," he commanded, "...spread your legs further apart." Y-yes, daddy," I said, and obeyed him.When I had my back to him he pulled me closer.. I saw a few of the guys eating my pussy. Then I felt them penetrating my pussy and ass with their hard penis’s which I must admit felt well at first. I have no idea how many men penetrated me that time but I was getting sore and started feeling some discomfort being suspended like I was. Finally one of the guys said “Time to let her down! And put her on the barrel.I had no idea what they were talking about putting me on the barrel. But I found out real quick. I now know what they mean by “being. ... Her breasts.... I touched her breasts..." Like this?" Before Daniel could even protest, Carl reached over withhis right hand and cupped his left breast. He groped at it, massagingthe tender flesh in his large hand."Uhhh!....Mr. Simmons...ahhhh...please!" "TELL ME! Tell me, or you'll be living with a pair of these for therest of your life."Daniel closed his eyes, trying desperately to stave off the undeniablypleasurable sensation of having his right breast played with."Did you play with. She had been halfhearted in her defense of her husband from the first, and recently had admitted her hate. He became more and more intimate with her, holding her sometimes for hours when she sobbed out her grief at the state of her marriage. Giles thought she responded to him, but they both had been trained by their mother to hide their feelings. He remembered noticing their father ogling Renee too. Too bad he had only lasted a year after their mother.They were coming to the hotel which had.