We wasted little time when we got to the back room. I really liked kissing her. I could feel my nipples start to get hard as out tongues made love to ...ach other. She moved away from my lips to my neck and whispered to ask me if this was my first night. I mumbled yes. That’s when she informed me that I would be fucked by every member of the club. More than one hundred men. Those were the club rules. They would keep me at the club house until they had made me their slut. The little blonde moved. But first the boys wanted us to spread ourselves open on the bathroom floor while they licked our crotches and peered at our privates. It seems they can never get enough of that.Finally they led us back downstairs and positioned us on our knees next to each other elbows on the sofa, knees apart, bottoms rearmost and raised. Joe produced a jar of vaseline which he must have taken from the bathroom cabinet, the boys removed their underpants, and they began to spread the greasy stuff onto and. I knew I could not last much longer, and my breathing became more and more laboured; inhaling long, slow, deep breaths, before exhaling rapidly. I started to moan softly in pleasure.…and it only took a further thirty seconds or so of her stroking action before I felt the familiar tingling feeling of my climax approaching. I groaned and whispered out a warning to her; “I’m going to cum soon Julia if you don’t stop.” I didn’t really want her to stop, and I honestly didn"'t know if she knew what. He said he wanted to take me on holiday to the south of France.”A strange picture - Jazmine in bed with her father, his chest bare, hers hidden under the covers, her arm reaching out toward the camera because it’s a selfie. It looks for all the world like a picture of post-sex bliss.“The psychologist tells me that we had something called Genetic Sexual Attraction. He had left before I hit puberty, and we had both skipped that period of my life. To him, he left a little girl and came back to a.