I had never smoked weed at school or college and was only aware of the aroma in my small cubby viewing room. I watched as she took the finally puff fr...m her doobie and stubbed it out in a candle nearby. She was still singing merrily, and I began to feel my actions cowardly and lame for if she didn't know, I was watching how could it humiliate her? For some hazy reason, I found watching her enjoyable. I felt relaxed and woozy. The realisation that I had been subjected to marijuana secondary. I told Deborah I wanted to fuck her, she whispered yes. "Don't worry; let me do the driving." I said. Deborah laid back spreading her legs, Deborah feels my hairy legs pushing her legs farther apart. She feels my rock hard cock pressing aganist the lips of her cunt, she jerks, my hands begans roaming over her slender thighs, then under her grabbing her firm ass exploring her. Deborah rolls on to her stomach, she feels my hairy legs pushing her legs farther apart. I begin to stroking down her. The boys have thought so, too. But thissexy?"No." Have you ever been this turned on before in your life? Have you everhad this many guys wanting to ravish you on the spot?" Wait a minute! So YOU are responsible for all this?" Responsible? Yeah, right Bimbo; I stuck a gun to your head and madeyou do it." You know what I mean." Listen, Sweetie, I'm not making you do anything you don't already wantto do. I just help you feel better about doing it - kinda like a goodbuzz, ya know? I AM you; just. Over the next week I had fucked and been sucked by three more of our young slave girls. Then one evening I looked into the library and there was Jessie, naked, squatting on her knees, with her lips wrapped around Fathers cock and her hands were behind his ass. He held her head and fucked her face hard, fast and deep. He spotted me and waived me into the room. Without stopping what he was doing, he talked with me. Jessie tells me that you are becoming a man and have figured out what girls are.