She appeared at the bottom of the stairs, clutching a towel around her, her hair wet around her shoulders, dripping in rivulets onto the carpet around...her."Where are you going?" she asked, a look of complete seriousness on her face. She walked forward and put her hands around my neck, pulling my face down to hers, the towel dropping and pooling around her ankles. "Nowhere" I lied against her mouth, my hands finding her breasts. She pulled me into an adjacent room with her, her mouth finding my. She grabbed a few kleenex I had sitting near the bed to clean up as I pulled out. I started to get off the bed and she grabbed my arm, “You aren’t done yet baby, my turn now.” Before she could finish I was all the way back on the bed, hand on her cock, kissing her thighs.Before I knew what was happening my lips were wrapped around her, tasting her as I bobbed me head up and down. My tongue swirling around her as she continued to squeal and moan. I could tell she was getting close when she. My little pink nipples were hard from the air conditioning blowing on me. Damon just held the lube and stared at me. Like a scared little boy. He lurched forward and hit the table when Trevor shoved him and told him to get on with it. Then Trevor sat back down and pulled his dick out of his pants.Damon pulled his boxers down and got on the table, straddling. He was only half way hard, and he knew better than to disobey Trevor’s orders. He squeezed some lube on his finger and rubbed it on my. If I wanted a new swimsuit, all I had to do was ask him to come with me to the mall and let him check me out while I tried them on. If I wanted a new blouse, I would give him a glimpse of me in just my bra. The same with underwear and stuff. Then when I hit 14, things got even creepier. My Mom's younger brother moved in with us for a while. He and Dad were peas in a pod. Uncle Saul paid me $500 to shoot a video of me in a thong and T-shirt. I bet he jerked off to that sucker until his hand went.