On her back, the sheets were divine, silky as she moved in response to the strange hands and their work. Now, her feet were held aloft and firmly mass...ged, thumbs running along her arches, fingers pinching her toes and warm tongues running between them. Held like this, her inner thighs were visited by exploring mouths. They crept at an agonizing pace towards her bald, swollen snatch that twitched in anticipation of their arrival.“Oh, come on guys, please!” She whispered.For a moment they. Even now her mouth went dry at the memory of that moment, at the frightening closeness she had experienced that afternoon, a closeness to losing her virginity she had failed so blindly to see coming. She had been nearly crazy with love for Phillip that day when his fingertips played tenderly with the ragged pink flanges of her pussy, tweaked playfully the tender nerve-filled bud of her clitoris. His fingers had probed deeply into the hot thin vaginal passage up between her slightly parted legs. Having long been the baby of the family, she had probably grown comfortable in being the center of the family's domestic attention.At one point, Angela got up and headed, I presumed, for the restroom. The real purpose of her errand, however, appeared to be to display her best "fuck-me" walk to the assembled patrons as she made her way across the room. I must say, for a fifteen-year-old, she seemed to have it down pretty well!While she was away from the table, I thought for a moment that I was. "That's Brocals." Troy corrected."Brocals, broccoli they are both vegetables in my book and I don't much care for either one," She laughed, "Ok my turn," and Suzie spun her back to Troy.Troy dutifully lathered her back and used the washcloth to scrub her smooth back and firm butt cheeks free of all traces of blood."Is there much scaring?" Suzie asked in a concerned voice."None, you're smooth, silky, and sexy like always," Troy answered as he cupped both of her ass cheeks and rubbed his groin.