He slipped a hand between our genitals.“I don’t,” he said simply.“But at the initiation?” I asked, moving to the side.“That was to pleasur... you. I am a slave in all things.”We both sat up, facing each other.“Have you reached a decision?” he asked me. “About your house?”I had nearly forgotten about that. I hesitated.He gently stroked my chest and said, “I know it must be difficult. I came here before houses existed in our community. I built mine from likeminded friends and playmates. We have. Just like a drunk or a drug addict will throw themselves into the next fix, even if they know they’re going to hate themselves in the morning. It was the only way I could think to block out the pain I was feeling.And so as the boys dragged us out onto the dance floor, I threw myself into it. I remembered how Tyrell had groped me at the airport, and I chose him as mine, letting Hannah dance with Lewis. Feeling spurned by Neil, I acted with total abandon, the alcohol spurring me on to behave in a. They were friends of my dads friends.Well one poker night my dad decided he wanted me to watch.. He had me wear a cute pink shirt and pink skirt with no underwear ... with my hair in pig tales with 2 little bows... He told me to sit on the stool with me legs spread apart with my pussy exposed if you looked shirt the stool had my pussy eye level with the table.. He told me if I sat there all night with my legs spread he would give me a treat.. I was excited... I was used to wearing no underwear. She was bending over and taking things from floor. I could clearly see her ample cleavage. WOWWWW… Her boobs were milky hanging like mangoes in her black bra. I could not take my eyes from her. I slowed down the work a little bit. But she was continuing the work without noticing me. And I was enjoying her. I was like to pluck the mangoes from the well grown white tree.Suddenly she sat on the bed with all sweating. I too went near her and sat. She was closing the eyes and feeling the air. But i.