I walked to embrace my fellow maiden. Her hand gripped my arse as we hugged.A larger than life lady in every way, her huge tits threatening to spill f...om her black cotton basque. She looked up at me and smiled."Still making the best of those little tits, Sara?" Few could get away with that, she could."Still trying to control your fat arse, Jayne?" We embraced again before turning to face the clients who applauded warmly.It was our job to start the evening before the waitresses began their work.. I woke her up quietly and told her I wanted to know why she had blushed when Mom had asked about our Dad. She was very reluctant to say anything. But I hugged her and caressed her and just made her feel loved. That was when she told the the whole story."When I was sixteen Daddy told me there were some things I needed to know about boys. I had been bugging him to let me start dating and he told me that boys all wanted the same thing. I asked what thing that was. I had always had a good. "Yessssss." He grabs my hips and holds me there. My muscles grip him tight, he fills every part of my sex. I lean down to kiss him and he pulls back, and looks down at where we are joined. I grab his shoulders and look down. So fucking sexy! His hands knead the flesh over my hips and I move slowly, raising myself up and sliding back down. I'm so wet, so completely ready, he slides in so easy. I can feel his cock throbbing and I can't take anymore. I grab his shoulders and start sliding up and. "Perhaps a taste would tell you who helped make my ride such fun?"Sally backed off, as well she should have. But these girls had tasted such before, (I shudder at the thought) and I suppose it is but a small step to go from tasting it from the source, to tasting it in "used" condition. Such was the power of Penelope's wiles."I couldn't," said Sally."Of course you could," countered Her Ladyship."But it came from ... there?" said Sally, actually pointing to the repository from which the goo was.