”Hanna sat wide eyed as she listened to my history, ever focused as I got to the weird parts. “Are you sure? Really? Oh, that’s bizarre stuff. I...don’t even know what to think.” “I know. You understand now why I didn’t want to remember?” “I guess so. It’s hard to believe.” “It’s true. I hate it and it’s true. We were not poor when I was a kid but our lives were, well, fucked up. That’s how I see it now. I believe my father sent me to that dairy for a specific reason and that was to sacrifice me. "Alright, if I win, you have to jack me off again."She glared at him thinking how much she'd like shove that cocky attitude down his throat."Steve, I'm never going anywhere near your cock again." Oh come on Beth, It felt great the other night and I haven't cum since then. That was the best hand job in my life and besides you only have to do it if you lose."Beth was prepared to slap him. What she wasn't prepared for was the feeling of satisfaction she got knowing that she had pleased him and. I don’t have long to wait, as my anticipation of Rachel’s next stroke is suddenly turned back on me by a whoosh behind me, then the nipping of several soft leather strands across my long naked back. I gasp and react by thrusting forward, pressing myself against Rachel’s firm young breasts, and feeling ourt bellies touch briefly. A pause, then a repeat but from the left this time, not the right as first time. Again, just nipping my flesh, but I don’t hold any great expectation that it will. "Jill posed for a couple of shots and then, after looking around and seeing that there was still no one there, whipped off her T-shirt and posed sexily, saying "is this better?"Dave took several shots and then said jokingly "it's a pity you've got so many clothes on though."Jill simply removed her panties, the only other garment she was wearing and asked him "do you prefer me like this?" Wow, that looks fantastic. The waterfall I mean" he said snapping several shots of her."You rotten beggar".