I can’t believe they all slept together, naked, on the floor.”“I guess I can tackle the biggest worry first. One of the people I know is from a ...ong line of brothel owners,” I started. “Yeah, I know, what a great way to start, kid. Unlike other places I’ve heard of in the world, their girls and woman love sex. Their clients are always pre-screened and never conduct their business without a condom. They take in children of all ages, from all races and walks of life. Some are runaways, while. Maybe he needed GPS to find it.I couldn't keep my hips still. I was making little moaning sounds, and I kept thinking, whoever that is, please shut the hell up, until I realized that it was me, making the noises.It just seemed like every nerve ending in my body all connected to my pussy, and they were all on fire. He plunged his tongue straight inside my pussy with no warning and I just exploded. It was like on TV when people see fireworks. If you had told me that I was speaking in different. She will eat later in the kitchen with the cook.”“Oh!” I looked down at the floor, for a moment and then up at Mr DiMartino.“I hope that isn’t because I’m here.”Mr DiMartino looked at me with a flat face. It was like he was trying not to show any expression but somehow I could tell he didn’t want to be talking about this. Maybe he’s not as good at stone-face as Mum and Miss Webster are.“Laura has been confined to her room and the kitchen since Saturday evening. I expect it will be some days yet. Hubert was constantly praising, applauding my ass for completely gulping his giant dick so hastily and now his totally shaved naked pubic bone was crushing my defeated ass into total submission while his extra large balls were grinding very potently on the lower side of my completely redesigned and reshaped ass hole. I think I fainted for a moment or so but as Hubert pulled his foot back to the floor and let my wrists go free from his hands to give some patting and massaging my quivering ass.