Before long, a young man entered from a back room.“Can I help you?” The sides of his head were shorn, while he possessed short curvy locks atop hi... head. He had a rugged appearance with about three-day’s beard growth.“Yes, I’m Al, and this is my sister, Betty Collins.” Betty cleared her throat, though Al ignored the interruption. “You’ll want your partner here for this.”The man cocked his head. “I’m Ivan Meskers. I take it this has nothing to do with business?”“No, this is personal. We have. Jenny got down on all fours so that he could get inside her withouthaving her belly in the way. Bending over like this only accentuated thechanges in her body. The full weight of her pendulous womb and enlargedbreasts was pulling on her. The mild discomfort in her back wastolerable so long as she focussed on the reward she was about to receive.While she waited for Phil to take her hard and unprotected she rubbedherself some more. The feeling of fingertips circling her clit was justheavenly.. Except for my undies, though - they're from M and S."Now there was a come on if ever I heard one. I was quite proud of how quickly I'd thought of it.It seemed to have the desired effect. Chris moved closer and placed a hand on my stockinged thigh - I did nothing to discourage him but I moved a little closer and looked up into his eyes. If he wanted me, I was giving him all the signs.He began stroking my ear and playing with my earrings. "Well, what's on your mind tonight, Carol", he asked,. I studiously kept a blank face ignoring the scene around me knowing instinctively that was the best course of action when surrounded by the enemy.We were assigned to a dorm room that had almost a score of other female orphans, all in their early teens and some even as young as single digit tender years.The main dining room was a converted auditorium with long tables being served by other orphans dressed all in black like a flock of ravens fluttering about but never quite landing in one spot for.