“Rachel…” He sighs. “You’re just like your brother. You need to get control of yourself, or get the fuck out of my house.” As my father s...orms away, I search through the piles of clothes on my floor for some pants. I grab the first pair I see and slide them on, almost forgetting about the hairbrush. I glide my hand across my nipple to see if I could finish, but the mood was gone. I reach for my lighter and my pack of cigarettes, putting the lighter in my bra. Calling for my dog, I put her on. I want you to see that I like it. I bring my right hand up to caress your enormous bicep. I let out a little moan. Partly from you nudging my hole and from enjoying the feel of your muscle. The feeling of lovely smooth skin over solid muscle makes me feel giddy. I use my thumb and fingers to feel the width of the bicep. From tip of thumb to tip of index finger. My whole hand stretched out and still can't get round the width. Mmmmmmm yum! I run my palm over its vast smooth surface. I'm in. It seemed in the dim light that all sizes and shapes were on display. One man slid over near me and stood there with his cock hanging out. I couldn’t help but notice it as it was erect and about 7 inches sticking thru his jeans opening. Turning back to the movie I felt a hand slide against my ass cheek. I stepped forward without thinking and the hand followed, cupping me gently and gave a little squeeze. I stopped as it felt kind of sexy. Another man slid to my other side, and the first man. This is to heighten the experience and you'll be able toremove it and er, relieve yourself afterwards." She doesn't give me muchprivacy and I have to just turn away to put the cage on, whilst tryingnot to drop the towel from around my waist. Next she explains we're goingto start with make-up. "I don't want you getting nail polish on yourdress, and whilst that's drying I might as well apply the rest of yourmake-up." 'Your dress'! I certainly haven't had my own dress before.Saying that that was a.