About 10 ladies were busy gossiping inside. Curtains were down with no sunlight coming in. Her drawing room was dimly lit. I found neha there who intr...duced me to all the ladies. They welcomed me.some of them praised my beauty and dress combination too. They were all between 20-35 yrs.not very modern also. Thank god.’neha have u told her what all we do in this party” asked aunty.“no, not really.” replied neha. “well reena, most important thing is a secrecy policy, u must never tell anybody what. I remember her first experience with that big beast of a mill—she needed to stand on a stool to see what she was doing!"I could just imagine my lady, probably wearing braces and pigtails, standing on a stool, horsing that big mill around. The mental picture put a huge grin on my face."What's so funny?" Speaking of my love, I'd been snuck up on again."Oh, your dad was just telling me stories," I said as innocently as I could.Beth gave her dad a nasty look. "I deny them all, I didn't do it.. I am constantly being preached about the sins humans commit, and the liberties they take with one another. I often fantasize about what it would be like to have a man enter me. To just throw me down, and thrust in as hard and as deep as he could. My fantasies are usually interrupted however.– just then my father yelled up the stairs at me, Sasha!! Its time for your chores! Sighing, I jumped out of bed, put on my white cotton dress that I loved so much and headed for the pasture. Chores werent. .. He would walk around gyrating his hips which would make his giant cock act as a windmill. Once in a while, he would walk past you and slap his dick off your arm, leg, hand, as a joke. Little did he know how bad I just wanted to grab it. The hardest thing I had to do in my day was to not get hard taking a shower everyday! Thats when I first noticed bi-sexual thoughts. They urges got stronger and I got more and more tempted to grab that dick. I started to experiment with my ass. I tried to.