With that we started with our occasional weekend booze party along with some music videos. We all were having a good time chit chatting, watching musi... videos along with beer & wine. We were talking shit, pulling each other’s legs and so on. It was almost 12 when I noticed that Aisha was high, so asked her to sleep in my room but she passed on and told she would rather sit and enjoy with us. I said fine and she sat between me and my friend such that she was leaning on me sideways. Her touch on. Reaching behind myself, I took Pauls cock in my hand and guided its head to my opening, when just the head was in I let go with my hand and slid all the way down. Balls deep into my pussy, I start grinding over him, lacing my fingers through his. Holding on for dear life. OH MY FUCK&hellip,OH GOD Paul pants. His words just spur me on, I pick up the pace, grinding down on him harder and faster. Hitting my g-spot and grinding my clit into his groin, I feel my first orgasm (of this time) starting. I didn't want a reputation through school as easy, or a quick fuck. The boys I fucked knew if ever they said anything, they'd never get anymore pussy from me.Now I'm remembering vividly dad's cock deep inside me. Mom's lips on my pussy, and now sitting in the kitchen like an old fashioned family. An old fashioned family with dad standing there naked with a half hard cock. Mom with her robe slipping further and further apart. And, me, feeling my pussy swell and moisten, at all the memories and. She was possessing himphysically and he said nothing.Now he found she was getting into his head with her incessantquestioning. She knew about Sammie, his dolly; she knew about theincident with the little yellow dress. She smiled at his terror of JoanFearon.He blushed when she told him that she had picked his dress. He askedher if she thought he might be allowed to go home the next day. Hetried to hide his fear when she said she thought perhaps he might andperhaps not. If he were going to stay.