It was a few weeks after that episode. I became very busy. Almost 3 to 4 times a week, dad would introduce me to other men. They would either take me ...o some hotel, or to my room in my house and keep me for the whole night.It was obvious that they loved having a teenage body under their control, because they fucked me raw. ooooh they fucked me for so long, and hard that sometimes even I would get orgasm. And you know how difficult it is for a girl to get an orgasm, right?And the fun part was, I. He had enough well wishing family members and friends sending cards, baking him unneeded casseroles, giving him the standard small head tilt and sympathetic smile as they asked how he was. It had been comforting at first. People meant well, and their gestures of concern were genuine. But after a time it began to feel hollow. He grew tired of the smiles and head tilts, the sympathy cards, the casseroles. He found the bland solemnity of it all boring and false. Funeral directors were the worst,. I could feel the invisible hairs on her milky white flesh. I knew her pussy would be just as pink as her nipples. I spread her cheeks a little to get a look at the, until this moment, forbidden treasure. Pink and puckery with the lightest circle of blond hair, it was the prettiest bum I had ever seen in my life.She turned around and grabbed hold of my dick again. She licked my lips and stroked me fast and hard whispering in my ear, "I don't have any lube baby. We'll need to do oral. Maybe. It’s hard for me to be myself when I go out for a couple of reason. I rarely go anywhere except to work or shopping. If I do go out, it’s usually one of two local places that are here in town. Both are rather small and can get pretty crowded on a Friday night. The other reason I don’t go out a lot is even simpler. I’m almost deaf. I suffer from something the doctor called Autoimmune Ear Disease. It’s not contagious, and it’s not passed down from your parents. I would have rather lost my hearing.