"He cut me off with a gentle touch of his finger to my lipsticked lips."Carole, you need to start calling me Jack, okay?" Yes, Jack, I won't say anyth...ng to anyone." This is our secret."I couldn't stop what came out in my most feminine tone, "Yes, darling."Jack smiled as he took the glass of faux champagne from my hands and heheaded over to the bar. As he prepared my drink, he continued a lightexchange with me, which accomplished three critical things confirmingfirst that Carole was not coming. I left her unwillingly. She corrected her gown and continued cooking, but still she was breathing quite fast. Grandma came into kitchen to help her cook. I was hiding my raging hard-on. I went into the balcony immediately to have some cool air so that my hard-on decreases.After that I went to the drawing room and sat on the sofa watching TV. During the time of dinner, grandma called me. I went and sat on the dining table. Grandpa sat on my side. Grandma put the plates for everyone, and then she. It was an awesome feeling just to look at, i could only imagine how awesome it would be to be dominated. ( can you dominate me?) looking at my ma’s tits i could only wish i have the same tits when i grow up. I could only imagine how those tits would look in a mini dress with a deep neck or a spaghetti top or a bikini even. Things i could not wear in my conservative house. Things that would make every guy go wild in his pants. Even at that young age i knew i wanted attention. I wanted to show. I turned my head to see a huge dog's head between my legs and he was licking my asshole. He was licking up (I should say he was licking out all the boys cum.) And the boy under me started to tell them all what he was seeing. He told them how the dog's tong was going deep inside of my ass. Hell he didn't have to tell me I could feel it going in and I mean going in deep. I felt like... Oh hell there is no way on earth that I can ever in my life express to you how that felt.I got so carried away.