If you want me to screw you silly, just say so and I’ll do it. I want to have sex with you. You’re hot. You excite me. Is that clear enough?”I k...ew I sounded exasperated, but I couldn’t help it.“It is,” she replied quietly. “Thank you. Now you’re treating me like a normal girl. You got frustrated. You didn’t hold back.”“I’m sorry.”“No!” Bethany exclaimed. “Don’t apologize! You finally see me as someone you are comfortable with. NOW, we can have sex. You can ‘screw me silly’. I didn’t have a. Iris went to a public high school; she did not feel any peer pressure to keep her distance so I got sex whenever I wanted. My baby sister reinstated bedtime story reading with me when my stepfather got permanently kicked out.The dumbass cheated on my mother during the 'rejuvenated' period of their marriage. My mother was far from devastated; she seemed almost embarrassed by the sympathy everyone gave her. The entire extended family tried to be as supportive as possible to make sure my mother. " She grinned at me. "They're real. honest. Want to feel?" She grinned at me, knowing she was teasing and enjoying it."Not here. We might get in trouble." I said as my cock jumped and squirmed."I can't wear a bra under this, and the wool or whatever it is, it scratches my tits something awful." She wiggled and her boobs jiggled.I nodded and admired. They were high and the aroused nipples were evident, poking out and pointing slightly away from each other. "How come you can't wear a bra?" I. Even as I slipped out of the room, I noticed that Mr Foster was summoning one of the whores from the sofa over to his side - clearly I was not going to be sharing his bed tonight.Leaning against a palm tree in the garden, I felt rather than heard Mr Cunningham pausing next to me. "Don't be upset - he'll have forgotten all about it in the morning." That's partly what I'm upset about." I replied tersely."You'll not get anywhere with this, Carol. Life is different out here, women less well.