Mice yes. Rats hardly ever.”“I could hear them.” Jennifer whispered but she felt silly now and not at all sure anymore.“There’re all sorts o... creatures here in the cellars Jenny. There’s birds that roost in here, mice, voles, bats, all sorts of things that might rustle and squeak in the corners, all universally harmless. There’s nothing horrible down here except…” Rachel leaned forward to tap the side of Jennifer’s head “except what you bring with you in here!” Jennifer gazed into Rachel’s deep. I also have a number of tattoos. My left breast is adorned with a majestic eagle, its talon circling my aureole. Inked on the small of my back, in gothic font of course, are the words 'I'm a wild c***d'. Vivid twin dragons glide upon my alabaster shoulder blades. I spend many an evening online in various chat groups including some very naughty ones, but on most Friday and Saturday nights I don my gothic fashion and cruise the alternative clubs. I've had some great spontaneous sex with guys I've. We fucked like rabbit.Peter was Ass fetish. He always wanted to put his fat cock in my ass hole. Whenever he licked me, he gave special attention to my ass. During our stay in the hotel, he used to lubricate my asshole and finger them. I had no idea he was loosening my asshole to get his cock in.During the second day of our stay in the hotel, Peter broke the cherry of my ass. His cock felt bigger than ever as he rammed into my ass. He had never deposited his load in my pussy as he always used. I was trapped into a routine where I would rotate my way through the three women of my home daily to keep them well-greased.I would start with Mom in the morning, sisters after school and mom again at night. I was a busy, but happy guy. I never needed to date and I had only one friend that was in on my debauchery with my family. His name is Lisle and he had taken one of my sister's cherry a couple of years back and more recently, we shared our mothers. Occasionally, he would bring his mother.