You can't bear being this excited, and take my hand out. Turning around, you press your lips against mine, giving me a deep, passionate kiss.Grabbing ...t my pants, you fumble at the button and fly, eager to wrap your hand around my long hard shaft, and to place it into your mouth to give me an equal amount of pleasure.I lean back, resting on my hands as you slide my jeans down enough to release me from my otherwise uncomfortable state. Slowly stroking me with one hand, you cup my balls with the. Oh, by the way, Father Murphy has asked me to ask you if you are intending to come to the Convent for the De-Flowering Ceremony? It seems that our training will soon be moving to practising serving males and the Father feels that it is important that you be the first to 'have' me. If possible, the Father hopes to have all the daddies or Master present so that all the girls can be done together and a bit of a party can follow. If you cannot make it, he says, a proxy can be arranged... but,. Something moved, deep inside me, and I snatched myhand away. It was alive! I knew I should be panicking – some sort of creaturewas lodged in my body. But instead, I reached downbetween my thighs again, and sort of snuck up on thething, sliding my hand across my mound and over myswollen clit. Then, ever so gently, I slid my fingertipacross the slick skin of whatever it was that wassticking out of my pussy.It began wriggle, but not randomly. I could feel itsinner end move, stretching and. At first I was jealous ... My Dad had another teen slut he wanted to fuck. No fair.He told her he expected complete compliance from his toys. He told her that I was the example of what strong discipline could bring about. He called me over to him to demonstrate to her how obedient I was. I walked over to him and he asked me to undress. I complied immediately. He walked around me admiring my body, and she watched with huge eyes. He sat down in his chair and told me to suck his cock. I eagerly.