I walk out of the washroom naked and start down the hall towards the living room where Dwayne is seated on the couch."Did you find everything alright?... he asks before realizing I'm not wearing anything at all."Well, There's one thing I was looking for..." I said as I got on my knees in front of him.He looks me up and down. I have a very petite, feminine frame, shoulder length hair and an ample booty. My cock is cut but very short."I had a feeling about you." he said with a laugh as he pulls his. I have tried to make up for it. I have tried to prove I’m a good person. I’m not. This story is my confession and my acceptance of what I am deep inside, a closet predator.When we were younger we had fooled around. My older Step-Sister, Kiara, any my younger Step-Sister, Kiana, and I would beg our Step-Dad to let us sleep in the camper we owned. He would relent and the 3 of us would get up in the top bunk and the shorts would come off. We’d enjoy 2 or 3 hours of mutual exploration, put our. She looked up at him, hands tightly wrapped around his pulsing cock and whispered, Now youve gotta convince me not to say anything about this. And with that the tide changed. He pulled her to her feet and bent her over the arm of the couch, firmly massaging her buttocks, his hands sliding smoothly on the spandex pants. His fingers slipped into the waistband, and slowly he peeled them down just far enough to reveal the gorgeous bottom hed fantasized about. Standing back to appreciate the view,. This time, with the numbness wearing off, it just plain hurt."I can't take anymore, please stop!" I yelled. But she just slapped me hard across the face and never said a word. She went ahead and gave me the fourth piercing as I wet the blindfold with tears. As she worked on the left ear, my right began to burn as though it were on fire. The final piercing on the left hurt like hell too, but I just bit my tongue ... not wanting to be slapped again.After the piercing was done, I was again left.