But my dad kept on telling me that I had no choice.“But Kirsten and Lily don’t have to go,” I cried.“Tough,” daddy replied.“It’s not fai...,” I cried.“Life’s not fair,” daddy replied.There was no point in arguing with him. I had to go have dinner at the Bryant house. I was actually jealous of my younger sisters.We arrived at six. At the table sat the Reverend, his wife, Allison, the twins and David. Dinner was so boring. The Bryant’s asked my brother about college. Allison announced that she got. “Now watch honey” Martha said to Susan and she leaned over and wrapped her lips around Eric’s knob. Eric moaned, Martha moaned and Susan just sat not believing what was happening. Martha’s head bobbed up and down and now she had most of that cock deep in her throat. She never gagged, the result of decades of practice. Suddenly she sat up. “Would you like to try it honey?” she said to Susan. By this time Susan had forgotten she was with her grandparents. She was watching a woman performing oral. Well now I knew...and together we laughed. Then she dried herself and dusted her sex with talc, before taking me back to her bed. This time both of us under her blanket, both naked as she explained that she had wanted the first few moments together to be all my own work, with her not able to influence me one little bit. I asked how she had secured herself, both wrists being tied. She smiled then said she had heard me go downstairs so she gagged and blindfolded herself, then tied the other. "Susan knew that Jen was asking whether she should offer to let the head do to her what they had heard him doing to Alison the prefect. Rather than answer such a loaded question, Susan started applying the cold cream to each livid welt. Jen moaned softly, and squirmed her bum just slightly, to encourage Susan. Then as Susan was applying cream to the welts on the backs of Jen's thighs, Jen very slowly opened her legs!Susan was panting as she looked down into the forbidden crevice of Jen's.