I did not need any assistance, but I think my cleavage was so enticing that he offered to help. My face was no more than 8 inches away from his crouch... I could see his bulge growing bigger and it looked huge. I wanted to reach up and touch the outlined cock, but it would have been wrong. I was so turned on when i walked out of the gym that I skipped all my errands and went home instead. I closed the door behind me when I got in the house and crashed on my couch. I started to rub my pussy and. Fools day. My mother had 5 girls ranging from 4-10 when I was born.Dad's a VP at a large bank, and goes on business trips 4-5 times a year from a few days to weeks, so I never had a steady father figure at home. While I was still in diapers my sisters would dress me like a girl or one of their dolls. As I got older everyone thought I was a girl.They would put frilly under pants on me, one of their dresses and a bonnet. Wheel me around the block like I was their baby sister. The women would say. The strange thing is, because of the ordeal of what I've witnessed and been subjected to, and the anxiety it has instilled in me to this day; I have found that wanking about the memories of Louise bullying me and beating up my mum a useful form of therapy. It helps to relieve the pent up anxiety as well as I get off to the kinkiness of it, because I know it's not proper for me to be thinking that way and a turn on when I do. I should have total contempt and disgust for what she put my mum and I. "Is she virgin?" Betty asked, wiggling her finger gently within Beth's ass. I nodded."Then you are going to fuck my ass next," she said."Whatever you say," I said.Betty moved away and whispered something into everyone's ears but mine and Beth's. Then she came back and resumed fingering Beth's ass, adding a second finger soon. Beth moaned and shuddered as I and my friends attacked her on three fronts. Meanwhile, Joanne and Marcia were on their sides locked in a sixty-nine while Jim and Greg.