Indeed, from a very young age, you'd religiously watched old movies, current television, and noted the performances of those you grew to admire and lo...e. You'd collected the names and careers of your favorite actors in the same way that most boys your age had collected baseball cards, and the moment you could participate in theatre, you did.You'd been treated rather fairly in your home, getting decent rolls in local theatres, and especially, larger roles in High School productions... but never. "Still hugging, I told her. "Little girl, I, er, you can't. That wouldn't be right. You're my daughter. Besides, you're still a virgin. Aren't you?" Daddy?" Debbie replied. "We both know we're not blood relatives, and I want to give myself to you. And yes, I'm a virgin." She cupped her firm C-cup breasts in her hands as if offering them to me.I reached out and briefly caressed a breast before pulling my hand back. "This just isn't right, little girl."Debbie reached down and rubbed my cock. I was the "asian bitch" and I was the only prisoner who was never allowed clothes in prison and the prison guards allowed me to keep long hair, because my master had allowed the guards to use me as well. The prison guards have had sex with me several times a week as payment for the special arrangement. Sometimes they even enjoyed seeing me being fucked by other prisoners.?It was strangely erotic and humiliating when, as I lay on the shower room's floor, completely naked, surrounded by big erect. Amrutha’s mother was also leaving for a wedding function and wouldn’t come back till evening. It was like the universe telling me to fuck her till we both become tired! After a while, we both sat on the sofa and started talking about each other’s lives. I kept staring at her breasts all along. She asked me,Amrutha: eno alle nodthidya? (hey, why you are you looking there?)Me: alla, ivagle hingide. Innu nee college alli iddaga and first time madskobekadre hengittu anta? (no, now your breasts are.