They were friends of my partner and had commented many times that if they ever got the opportunity to fuck me they would jump at it. Neither of them w...re my type so whenever they were in the garden l was always wary and made myself scarce. I heard about some of the happenings at their private parties and didn’t intend to become one of their play toys or trophies.On this particular morning I was bent over the kitchen sink when out of nowhere l felt a hand over my mouth and another grab my. Nothing turns me on more than a pinch on the thigh in public, some strict words spoken into my ear when other people are around… being told I can have only a virgin drink at a bar when what I really want is tequila. Alcohol and Daddy… I suppose I’m all messed up from my childhood with an alcoholic, another Pete, long ago. I must admit I love the taste of beer and marijuana in Daddy’s mouth. But regardless of what I wanted or what fantasy I had or what taste I enjoy, it made Daddy Pete not want. The room was filled with buzzing, the occasional gasp, and more than a few moans. Orgasms followed.Every girl learns how to get herself off, at least at the Ranch. There's nothing wrong with it, it's a good release of nervous tension. I was no different than anyone else. Whether it was at the Ranch or at home, I'd get home from a day of schooling, undress, lie out on the bed, and spend some quality time getting off. I learned what it felt like as my body got ready to come, I learned how to drag. Come to me my gorgeous Amethyst Angel, my Goddess of FemininityMy hands are touching and caressing your soft back;Delivering and sending concentrated tingles all over you.Please look upon me, and see that I need you.Gaze into my eyes, and seduce me slowly with your charm,And stare into my soul that yearns and desires you so.Perhaps you’ve felt the Celosa Argenta of Crete.Its silky and gentle texture yielding nirvana;Coating your hands with stimulating oil.However, there’s something I’m.