I did not ever expect to earn his full trust. There were too many disappointments and too many emotional scars for that. But when, at some time on eac... collar night, I would ask "May I suck your cock, Sir?" or "Would you like to use my wet pussy, Sir?" I was teaching him how to fulfill my emotional needs. He still didn't lick my pussy and I think he was even less likely to initiate sex, but I didn't ask for either of those. They would be my signs that I had earned enough respect to trust. “Please…” was the only word she could get out as her eyes closed and her ass pushed back into his thick cock. He moved his fingers up and under her skirt until he found her panty line. He traced his fingers along the leg of her panties until he felt the heat from her pussy through her panties. Then she felt him slip his fingers in through the leg of her panties. She was breathing heavily and she willed her hands to push his hand away. His fingers were hard and they knew right where to. Combined with the anticipation of what was to come, the feeling was delicious. Renee hated herself for it, but how could she deny it? Watching Fran get fucked, eating her sloppy cunt had roused her to such a high pitch of excitement she would have fought the blonde girl for the privilege of being next.The strain across her lower belly was excruciating. Every muscle in her crotch was pulled taut. Just breathing disturbed them enough to titillate her.God! What was Manuel waiting for? She couldn't. Because they were old enough not to really need someone to monitor their showering, it was only required for someone to do so the first night. It was a stupid rule, but a twelve year old had gotten scalded before my time, so they kept the rule even though it couldn't happen any more. I wondered if that was the reason we always ran out of hot water.When it was my group's turn, all the boys were a bit hesitant about stripping in front of everyone else. Eric especially was nervous because he had a.