.not yet! Keep going." Very well," Marta said, and she took Helmut's testicles in both hands now, one in each, and began squeezing them slowly, but su...ely harder, and harder, and harder, until Helmut would be squirming as if he was being electrified; and then she's slowly lessen the pressure."Oh god, that feels SO GOOD!!" Helmut would say."The pain feels good?" Marta would say, mockingly."Oh, YESSS!" Helmut would reply with unmistakable veracity; and this pleased Marta considerably.This. He had always liked Vicky's mom. That she was like a grown up Vicky had helped, naturally, as how could you not like Vicky. Plus, she had always been the most lenient of the parents. Mr. Miller was strict, but fair. His own parents were sort of in between, not letting you get away with things but giving you room to back up and do the right thing before getting pissed.Vicky went silent, all eyes on her mother. Mrs. Miller took a deep breath."We should have talked, Vicky. It's my fault." She. They were both a bit tipsy and talking pretty loudly. I sat with my back to them and Jesse sat facing them. He looked up at them every once in a while. I hadn't yet looked at them because I was trying to ignore them. Finally I turned around a bit to see what they looked like. The girl sitting facing us was pretty a thin brunette. The one sitting directly behind me was a chubby blonde. The brunette saw me look back and laughed, making the blonde look back. She had gorgeous blue eyes and a. Pride that I had pleased him and fear and a little shame that I was on display for all to see.Over the next few days that fear and shame would almost completely disappear. Daddy used me in every way possible as often as possible. I was amazed at his stamina. He taught me how to walk and attract the attention of men without even thinking about it. He displayed me where ever possible and even made me walk around on my own in town or along the promenade so he could watch me from a distance. I have.