Als Kind lebte Emilia zusammen mit ihrem Vater hoch oben auf einem Berg in einer gemütlichen, kleinen Hütte. Ihre Mutter starb als sie gerade einmal...das Laufen gelernt hatte und so störte sie sich nicht wirklich daran, dass nur sie und ihr Vater zusammen dort lebten- sie konnte sich ja nicht mal mehr an ihre Mutter erinnern. Nur die wenigen Fotos die Papa von ihr hatte erinnerten sie daran, dass sie überhaupt eine Mutter hatte. Nach dem Tod ihrer Mutter musste ihr Vater natürlich umso härter. The most troubling thing about this was the girls’ parents. I had had conversations with each of the girls’ parents. I told them very truthfully, and distinctly I was dating their daughter and also other girls. I said I would not look at being exclusive with any one of them until, at least, she was out of high school, and I probably wouldn’t then because I planned on attending college. I wasn’t looking for Mrs. Right and definitely not a Mrs. Right-Now.I went on to say that I respected both. My hands roamed her back and she pressed her tits to my chest. I felt wetness when my prick brushed her pussy. She pulled away. ‘We mustn’t,’ she announced. I knew her concern. Earlier in the evening she had told me of her worry that she was already pregnant from our romp on the freezer the previous Tuesday night when I had come to pick up the floral display. She had watched closely as I rolled the rubber onto my cock earlier this night. ‘Had she not seen the slight bulge in my sock where the. A redhead stepped in front of her. ‘You wouldn’t really do that to us, would you?’ ‘I’m as serious as a heart attack.’ I finally understood what was going on here. These women had drugged me, brought me here, and were now going to use me as their personal fucktoy. Wow… you talk about every man’s fantasy come true. Christy had built some gumption back up, so she said, ‘Don’t get us wrong, Monica, but nobody we bring here ever really wants to fuck you. I mean, look at us, we’ve got some of the.