Grabbing your hand, I pull you down the hall to our room. As I try to unlock the door, you grab my waist with both hands, and thrust my ass up agains... the front of your pants and I can feel your rock hard cock and you start grind against me in a slow circles. My knees grow week and I almost dropped to the floor. The door finally opens and you nudge me inside. I quickly turn towards you and push you up against the door, closing it. Almost climbing on you, I kiss you a passionately. You start. This guy was holding me up, so he must be capable of some dangerous things. After a minute or so of being dragged, I heard door open and I was thrown into the back of a large van. I quickly oriented myself and glanced around. No windows, and no side door. Just a large flat surface, and my only escape which was blocked by my now shirtless captor. “Strip.”I just looked at him. “You heard me! I said STRIP!” I did as I was told. I slowly took off my shirt and jeans and set them aside. His lust. After breakfast I was asked if I wanted to go to church. It was communion Sunday, which in the Lutheran church only comes around about once a month. I wasn’t feeling all that religious, but I also knew it would settle my mother down, so I pulled a sports coat and decent slacks out of my bag and went. It wasn’t optional for my siblings.In church we went to our regular pew and sat in our regular formation. Like most parents, Mom and Dad learned very early on to separate their kids at important. The four of you surround me, someone removes my blindfold, and Annietells me to look in the mirror at my lipstick shade to identify who itwas. I do, then examine each of your lips to see whose shade matches. It is Diane, who teases me for just licking her dildo and notremembering.The blindfold goes on again and the game continues. Some more hotkissing, some pussy licking, more lipstick, and another spankingbecause I guessed wrong the second time. I also guessed wrong thethird time! It looks.