And it was that seriousness that made my brain cancel the order for my hand to slap him and send me a new command to separate my knees from each other...Yes, Uncle Mike, my brain telegraphed him through the quiet air, you win. It's time, I'm ready to become a woman, to feel turgid manhood inside my wet loins, ready to orgasm without the need for my own fingers, to finally succumb to all those teasing yet deliberate approaches against my virginity. I wanted to scream out, fuck me Uncle Mike, fuck. I moan and squirm, and you smack my thigh right where your hand is. "Don't move." I whimper and nod... And you inch your hand closer to my pussy.You suddenly shove three fingers in me, as deep as you can, with no warning. I yelp and jump, even though I try not to."Tsk tsk tsk... You'll be punished for that."You pull your fingers out and pinch my clit. Then you are gone... But just for a moment.I feel your breath on my pussy, and then your tongue is circling my clit. You push my legs open as far. I followed without being told. I know my place.We went to the storeroom where Sheryl filmed me sucking Nick's cock. The degrading sex act didn't require much of her digital memory. I doubt if he lasted two minutes.I was still sucking his cock when Jimmie came in and dropped my clothes on the airbed in the corner. Sheryl made him kneel beside us so she could get a picture of him watching me suck Nick off.As soon as Nick came in my mouth they went back out to the waiting room to wait for Nick's. I don't know how many orgasms I had, but he was giving it to me good. When John seemed satisfied with fucking me on the bed, he untied me and kept me blindfolded as he pressed me against the window and continued fucking my ass, giving a full frontal show to whoever looked up. I wish I could have watched just to see how many people, if any, saw me getting fucked. It would have been a tremendous turn on knowing that someone was watching. After another long ass fucking, John finally erupted in.