I finished all that I could eat and suddenlyburped. "Excuse me," I said aloud and realized they both had beenwatching me."Well, don't we have a dainty...princess," Amanda said as she came over tome and used a baby wipe on my face and then my clean hands. "I don'tthink you got a single drop on your outfit!" I don't have to have a bib..." I told her with a smile."Sometimes no," she agreed. "but you will later in that pretty dress."I sighed as she picked me up and nodded. She carried me to her lap. " "No, it's great, Beck!" She stood before me with an exquisite cleanly shaved pussy. It was as bald as on a new born babe. "Wow," was the last thing I said before taking her in my arms and giving her the deepest French kiss I could manage. Soon we both were lying on her bed exchanging kisses and touching places that once were called 'inappropriate'. They were now, very appropriate. I was the honey bee ready to suck the nectar. She was the honeycomb waiting for the pollen. She kept saying,. But there theywere, washed and folded on my bed. Mom never mentioned it and I was tooembarrassed to say anything. Dad was already out of the picture by thenas he and mom divorced when I was eight. We didn't see him much. Sabrina also shared some of her life story with me. She told me thatshe has a brother, three years younger than her. Robert is away atcollege now and plans to go into medicine. She told me they grew upwith an alcoholic mother who drank herself to death, and a. Unlike a lot of stories I have read where one guy begs the other guy tofuck him, nothing like this was said between my father and the other man.They just continued grunting and moaning, at times sounding like they werehurt and suffering and at other times sounding like were making one anotherfeel something wonderful. Although initially I had been filled dread, Inow felt as though this was the most exciting situation I had ever foundmyself in. Earlier my stomach had been doing flip flops and.