She got her coat on and went downstairs. My Uncle and Grandpa looked after me when they went out.My father insisted on my evening routine staying th... same, so it was dinner, bathtime, TV and then bed.My Grandpa used to come into the bathroom and wash me – spending AGES washing my puffy tiny titties.After a while he told me to stand up so he could wash my cunny. He again spend ages washing me back and forth between my folds. I was getting cold – shivering – and he told me to get back into. Erik came up, checked on them. Zeke said “I'm good man”. He came over asking you good, mom? She winked replying, “great”! He ran back and they heard the game sounds. Zeke pulled her turning her on her knees, Glenda said, “you want more already”? He laughed saying “I'm young! I can do this all night”! She giggled saying, “I guess I've forgotten what being wanted was like”. Zeke stroked into her casually saying, “Welcome back! I'm going to try to get some of you every time I see you”! Glenda. Then out of the blue he rang in the afternoon.I was home alone and Tyrone told me a good friend was in his way to my home. I should please him. I opened the door to him and let him in. I led him upstairs. He was toned, but not muscular. He was much darker than Tyrone and his dick was shorter than my black lover’s…He flipped me onto the bed on my hands and knees. Then he slowly fucked me, taking his time, slowly building, faster and faster, harder and harder. He didn’t last long after he heard. "Not so fast Megan. Daddy needs to train his little girl a little further.Walk around to the side of my desk. Right there. Now bend over it. Reachbehind you and pull up your pretty skirt princess. Yes, Good girl."And he was behind me. Holding my hips. Using one hand to pull my pantiesto the side. Poking at my hole with his hard cock. I whimpered and felt itgo in a little. And then a lot. And then he was fucking me. Like a girl.In and out harder and harder. I stood on the tips of my high heels.