Kind of a slap in the face to fall back down again.Father dropped back down and landed on his right foot. He walked back over to me, and helped me up..."You need to calm yourself. Think of birds, heights, anything to do with the air." Said father.I dusted my pants off, and calmed myself."Good. Now jump, and raise your arms." Said Gillian.I closed my eyes, jumped, and I didn't feel myself fall."Good!" Yelled Gillian.Wait... I opened my eyes, and father looked like an ant.I was flying! . She looked into my eyes with a questioning gaze. Blondie Susan pushed Mary out the way to feel my pussy. Raven head Helen shyly came closer to hesitantly touch my smooth genitals. She didn’t stop. Helen continued caressing my pussy, before slipping a finger between my wet lips. By this time my wobbly legs wouldn’t hold me upright. I was panting and for support I put my hand on Helen’s shoulder. She must have read this move differently because she dropped to her knees and kissed the lips between. I again wanted to leave but she came near to me and said, Kya hua? She was standing half the arm’s length. I looked up and I could see the same eyes.I said nothing. Instead, I wrapped her in my arms and planted a kiss on her belly. One, two .. and I don’t knowhow many. Soon she lounged on me and we were kissing each other passionately. She moved her hand to my chest and started touching my nipples and soon she was in between my thighs. She unzipped my pants and started stroking my manhood.. " No sir," said I, "just trying to stave off hunger and earn my keep." And he's a good worker, too," said the reverend Mr. R--."That he is," echoed his wife with a flickering glance in my general direction. She licked her lips and smiled down at her almost-empty plate and sat as demurely as she could with her full, high breasts barely hiding in their bed of frothy decoration and tight-laced broadcloth. She surely was a tester of stay laces. "Fine meal, Esmerelda," she yelled at the cook who.