But he pulled it out, and replaced it with two of his fingers: I was in heaven. By now I was breathing a lot heavier and quicker, and had begun to moa... a lot louder, and as wave after wave of my orgasim hit, he jammed his tongue into my pussy collecting all of my juices. Once my orgasim has subsided he looked me in the eye and kissed me, sharing the taste- it was so sweet! A sharp pain shook my body into a state of shock I had never encountered before as the lube hit my virgin asshole. I. The music started up and my hips moved, responding, shaking, twisting. The skirt flared about my waist as my go go boots squeaked on the stage. I worked my hips, dancing just like I had practiced, letting the music's beat and the cheering men give me more and more confidence. I strutted closer to one side of the stage, turning, bending down as I did the twist, my arms pumping, the bell sleeves flapping and the skirt swirling.The men had to catch glimpses of my black panties hugging my ass.. My folks aren't overly computer-literate, and besides it's a great way for me to make some spendingmoney without having to, like, flip burgers or something." What kind of business do you have?" I asked, a little surprised at howJulia's situation was so much like mine."Catering," she replied. "We do functions, mostly. Like weddings, gradparties, you know - stuff like that. My Mom does all the business endand my Dad looks after the food. He's a pretty good chef." So how much accounting is there. He probably would have killed them both, but again the fates intervened.There was a devastating earthquake which destroyed both their father’s shop with its inventory and their home. The fortunate thing was none of them were killed nor injured, but the only thing they had was the money their father had in the bank and most of that he owed. They had suddenly gone from wealth to poverty. Their father was so despondent they feared for his life.At the mother’s insistence, they returned to the tiny.