I must have passed out some, for I woke up at the sound of voices and the room being much darker than it had been earlier. My eyes wouldn’t open pro...erly, tough my ears were working.There were a couple of guys in the room, and they were standing near and over me. I got frightened, but couldn’t really move.Hands were then on me, turning me over and they were laughing. I was on the bed on my belly. One of them called out to anyone listening that there was ‘some girl in here doing sex’.Fuck.The. I inhale his woody scent and smile; I know I can trust him."Why did you always tell me to wait to lose my virginity?"I can feel daddy stiffening around me, and I don't know if it's because he was afraid this question would one day come, or if he is angry. Maybe he hoped to never have this conversation."Please don't be angry, daddy," I beg, pulling back enough to look into his blue eyes. "It's just that Max and I have had...encounters. And I think it's time I made the, ya know, decision."I can. Her husband Rusty was 6’0 and an average build 52 year old. Our cocks were reflections of each other as they were a bit over six inches and circumcised. The only difference was his wife would make me cum quicker but he could keep fucking her while I recharged.For the time we spent together, they would fulfill and create more fantasies and we really explored each other (again, literally). We had a routine where I would come over, undress in the hallway, and find them waiting for me in the living. Betty was actually proud of the fact that parts of her female anatomy were hanging out when the cheerleader squad got into the hot and heavy part of the cheerleading routines. One thing was absolutely certain and that was that the male part of the audience was as attentive as they could possibly be whenever Betty was shaking her pom-poms and showing her stuff. She was lucky that most of the other girls were not jealous of her success because she had such a friendly attitude that most of them.