...i was still wet below,still my pussy twitched each time i recalled him spanking my bare bottom as i lay across his knee,he was sleeping now so he w...uldnt miss me just yet.I closed my eyes as a melody played not too far away~i serched the opened windows above couldnt see where the beautiful sound was coming from,just this haunting tune.I say on a step and rested my feet gently rubbing my toes as the music became louder and the rythum faster....it couldnt be far away,i always wanted someone to. My sisters friend pulled the strap on out and they all laughed at my gaping asshole, and how beat up it looked. "Like an old hooker's pussy" one of them said. The girls laughed, took pictures and said it was disgusting, and my sister shocked me then forced my face down into the cum puddle and told me to lick it up, and after I had finished I could suck the strap on clean as well. It was disgusting, but I really had no choice. Once I was finished, mother called us all through to the kitchen for. Katie, her sister's oldest daughter, was on the verge of beautiful. Her ash blonde hair framed a face highlighted by crystal blue eyes and a healthy smile. Her cute little nose had picked up a light band of freckles from the summer sun but, otherwise, her skin was flawless. She'd been one of the top high school gymnasts in her home state. Her cute round butt and tight, flexible body fueled several of my fantasies. I'd never actually touch her that way. Even though she was now eighteen, she was. I checked in there every Friday. Not for the whole evening, just for one drink. And then one day, she was there. Granny was sitting at the bar. Alone. Dressed up to impress. She looked hot as hell.My knees began to tremble. But I approached her. Took the empty seat next to her. Offered her a drink. And we began a conversation. She joined in. Played the game with me. We pretended to be strangers. Flirted with each other. Pored down some more drinks. Until we were hammered. The alcohol killed off.