Her braces were delayed in being removed because the stupid dentist had broken his leg in a skiing mishap the weekend before her appointment. Her non-...xistent breasts refused to develop and she had absolutely no need for the silly training bra.To make matters worse, her younger sister Pamela was bragging about how she was going to the football game with Jeff Randall and she was already wearing a bra at the tender young age of 13.She looked in the mirror and saw her hated braces still shining. . I was just, er, you know,getting ready for a, er, fancy dress party ..."Inwardly cursing myself for not having prepared some kind of story -anything would have been better than the lame excuse I'd just given forbeing dressed as a schoolgirl, especially on a Monday evening - I sawthe sceptical look that crossed his face. It was quickly replaced thoughby another expression that I couldn't quite read. It was not as if Iknew him that well. He was a retiree in his sixties, a big bear of a manwho. Loving. Loved. Cum-breath and starry-eyed. Kevin brought his hands down to knead his dads hairy butt. "I need yourass, daddy. Wanna get fucked?" Peter kissed Kevin. "On my back?" "On your knees". Kevin felt something new inside of him as his fathergot the lube. His father greased up Kevins cock. There was a surge of powerinside of him. "You wanna get fucked?" Peter looked into familiar eyes and saw something new. "Yes, I want toget fucked". As his father moved into position Kevin knelt behind.. “I may not be educated but I know everything about the household. You can treat me like your servant. I will do whatever you ask whether it be the housework or the bed”. It was rare for village women to talk about sex before marriage.“I am a burden here. They will give me away to an old man who will treat me like a slave and beat me up at every chance he got. I beg you. Please pity me”.I then told her about Jenny who I dearly loved. She immediately said that she had no problem if I got Jenny to.