"So, girl," I continue, "If I want you to remove the panties, you will, won't you?" And in that sentence the fire building in my voice chills instantl... to ice, and I see her 'oh shit' reaction flash into her eyes. "Yes, sir, I will", she casts her eyes down, and moves her hands up to the waistband of her panties, preparing to pull them down. I freeze her with my voice alone. "Did I give you an instruction, girl?" "I... I'm sorry sir, I thought you wanted... I'm sorry!!" Her gaze flashes up to. I remember these men who used to come to our house were mostly my father’s friends and colleagues which meant all of them were his age.. The first squeeze I got on my breast was from one of my dad’s good friend name Purab. Purab chachu used to work with my dad for as long as he is working in this present organization so they were good friends of each other one day during one such party, while passing each other in a narrow corridor, he bumped into me and while passing gave one of my tits a nice. I loathed Stacy for all the horrible things she’d done to us. At one time I found her alluring, even sexy…despite her less than average looks. But no longer. I had nothing but distain for her. “Today, I’m gunna teach you boys how to fuck a woman…but not with those ridiculous little cocks of yours. You couldn’t satisfy anything with those tiny nubs.” She said condescendingly. “Nope, you’re gunna use this” Stacy reached into the nightstand droor and revealed the red plastic penis I had seen a few. She just sort of melted into my arms. She turned into me and hugged me as tightly as she could. She looked up at me after a minute or two and said, “That was wonderful, but I feel bad that you’re still carrying that around.” She reached down and stroked my hard, twitching cock.“It’s alright, I loved having you cum on my face.”She put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply with her tongue sliding desperately into my mouth. All I could do was return her kisses and let our tongues dance back.