“No, sir,” I whisper sarcastically. “That is IT!” He yells as he picks me up, with his hands on my butt and my legs wrapped around him. He wa...ks to the kitchen wall and slams me against it. I whimper and he says “What, my little girl can dish it out but she can’t take it?” He pushes his body against mine and I can feel the bulge of his cock against my jeans covered clit. “I’m sorry, daddy. Will you forgive me?” I ask, clearly not sorry at all. “Oh no, don’t play innocent with me you little. He sucks as his hands slips down on to my naked leg, all the way down to my knee before coming back up my inner thigh.My legs part naturally, letting him find his mom’s big hairy fanny under her open girdle and all I can do is moan softly. He stands up and starts to pull my girdle down“Nick No”“Mom I want to see you”“Nick you don’t”“I do mom, I want to see you in your full splendour, all naked”“Nick I am fat”“No your not” he says and he bends down and kisses my tummyI stand still as my girdle. Barr. I expected to be humiliated. This was something I never considered. It never crossed my mind that I might be forced to do anything of a sexual nature with another woman. I never have and I never thought that I would. No woman has ever touched me in a sexual manner. Now my heart was beating rapidly as I closed my eyes to avoid seeing what was happening.This woman, this complete stranger, was amusing the two men by examining my body closely. Her fingers moved over my breasts. Not in a. We know exactly how to pose together to make sensual silhouettes visible from the floor of the club. We don’t even have to touch in order to appear to be touching…to the guys in the club it appears that our breasts are rubbing together, our legs entwined, our hands caressing the other’s body. We’re giggling and posing, like little kids making shadow animals with their fingers, when suddenly the door to the box opens, and there’s the good-looking guy from the bachelor party that I met at the.