"only on good occasions" I said smiling, "what this isn't a good occasion?" he said sitting blankly back in the bar stool teasing his drink my way. I ...ecided to tease him a little back "well depends.. Can you make it a good occasion?" I said with a wink , I kind of head slapped myself because I knew I was a virgin who has barely kissed a boy. "oh." he said sliding from his bar stool once again while taking a step forward, my feet mimicked his movement and I stood back into the marble top bench.. The sensation of something other than her fingers or underwear touching her there was both natural and electric. It was as if her body had been longing for more, something different to be put up inside of her. She pointed the tip of the brush handle in the center of her vestibule and it slid in with a shudder. “Yes, this is what I have been needing!!” her body seemed to scream! She kept sliding it in and out just like her fingers but..it was not going any deeper and her body was seeming to. .!" but he was gone. Just as the door shut there was a click and all the lights went out. Then another click and a ring of fierce spotlights came on, blinding her at first. She was totally on show now, there were even lights set into the platform shining up into her most private parts - nothing was hidden. She waited - terrified and exposed.She was almost glad when she heard the door open about 10 minutes later - something tangible to be afraid of. There were clearly a number of people,. They gave the standard answers “this is the first time”, “just fooling around”, “nobody else”, and “please don’t tell our parents…PLEASE Uncle Brian”. Putty in my hands I thought as I surveyed the situation trying to wonder how to best move this along and get the most fun out of this weekend possible…as I was getting hard looking at the three of them…Belle still with fresh cum on her face, Greg sporting wood and smiling like a goof, and Cecil (the cute kid of the boys) shyly looking away with.