”I then exited his room, quietly closing the door behind me. In the process, forgetting my night gown behind.I crossed the small commons area, which...was lit by a single light above the small sink in the kitchenette. As I approached the door to Jesse’s room, I could see light shining from under the door. I stopped inches from the door and lightly knocked. If he were asleep, I would have to decide if I make a point of entering or leaving him to his sleep. I didn’t have to worry about that. She was rubbing her pussy!With this, my cock started swelling. I was a witness to an interesting moment. I wondered if I should jump into this crazy situation and be a part of it or be content to be just a spectator.The hand rubbed the pussy silently. The anonymous woman didn't make any sounds as she masturbated while watching the party goers down stairs. I watched for few minutes and as time passed, the hand moved faster. The front of the dress was moving like a flag in the wind, initially it. “You have spread rumors all over school. I am finding out more and more about you,” Dad looked at Taffy sternly.After we finished, Dad said that if there were table scraps, the girls could lick them off the table with their tongues. That got a few strange glances!Dad told me that at school, such an instruction would probably be going a little too far. He reminded me not to advertise that my sister was my slave but that if anyone asks, I could tell them that she was being punished, and I was in. "Jesus Christ Peter I'm coming!" I sighed and ran to the door. As soon as I opened it Peter burst through, then turned around and hugged me. His crushing embrace was overwhelming, and I buried my face in his jacket. He smelled like pine and cinnamon. Then the wonderful hug ended as he pulled away and grasped my shoulders."Tia. No fucking around. Tell me the truth."I shook my head. "I- I can't." I said, my voice cracking.Peter sighed. "Yes, you can." Then he leaned forward and kissed me. On.