Desiree felt herself obeying. It was easy. All she had to do is as he told her, and everything was alright.“Spread your legs, sweetling.”Her face ...as burning as much as her abused butt, as she spread her trembling legs. She felt her swollen sopping lips parting, peeking out under the neatly trimmed pussy hair against the cool air.Jason’s hand slid up her thighs, cupping her mound. His middle finger slid along this private opening to her body, her natural lubrication welcoming it instantly. He. Still no bra for this little brat.She asked what I wanted .I asked her if she knew what she was doing the way she always showed her tits and ass to a grown man.She said she had an idea but what could it hurt.(if she only knew).She said she did it all the time in school and noone ever complained.She then asked if I wanted her to stop.I told her if she knew what was good for her she would.She had a sly little smile on her face when she said"what you gonna do?" That was it. It,s on now.For. ”“Amen to that, girls,” Joy, the brown haired sister says as she steps into the room. “It’s getting real hard to keep up.”“Tell me about it,” Charity, the fourth sister, complains while she swings her light green hair around over her shoulder. “I just took care of two and I’ll tell you that I’m glad I don’t have a cock.”“Cause it’d be broken by now,” Belle says, finishing the unspoken sentiment.“You got that one right,” Joy says. The four of them burst out in laughter. “Santa is gonna need to. 2** Linda. Was 36, Fake Blonde, Ginger Lyn lookalike, Divorcee, Ex Prostitute, Single parent, frustrated, just making ends meet and Amanda's mom.3*** John..(ME)Was 16, An Apprentice Motor Mechanic and told by my overbearing mom that "If you want to go out with *Amanda, You are NOT! to do it under MY ROOF!!" ..so I packed my car, Said goodbye and rented a room at **Linda's place (I was also thinking about..maybe I could "Share a bunk with *Amanda"..We had only ever kissed and held hands.