,” I told her.“Can we see what these scraps look like?” Lesia asked.“Yes, but you will need to hurry. The men are ready to divide them up,” ...ans told them. The women followed him out the door.“We didn’t think there would be that much,” Laura said as she gazed at the scrap bin which was nearly full.“It’s been a busy day,” Hans told her, “and a lot of meat was prepared. There are always a lot of scraps close to the weekends and holidays, because that’s when people do a lot of extra cooking and. I told dad where the man lives. He felt better knowing. I guess I did, too. He is, after all, the kind of man who jumps out of bushes and orders girls to lift their skirts. But I don't suppose that makes him any weirder than we are.I also reminded everyone that I invited Diane to come over this afternoon for her first exposure to our strange lifestyle. I promised her it would be mild, a chance to see if the reality is as exciting as the fantasy. How far things go when she gets here will be up. Then just as I was thinking about what he was going to do to me he takes my bra off and starts feeling my breasts and cupping them in his hand as he dives in and starts sucking on my nipples making them hard and erect. Once I am just in my pants he rushes back to sit on the sofa pulling me with him by the hands and he sits down pulling me to the floor so I'm on my knees, I know what's next. Just then he yanks my head down to his crotch, lets me look at it for about 30 seconds and then he pulls. He looks at me in shock as I pull my shirt off and and unhook my bra. I see his eye move from my flat pale tummy up to my nice breasts, he stops and stares at my pink erect nipples. I get onto my knees and place his cock between my tits, pressing my tits together on his cock, I start moving up and down letting him titty fuck me, I look down and spit on his cock and I smile.I break away from his cock and stand up with a smile. I unbutton my pants and slowly unzip them. I turn around and slowly.