"Did it hurt you the first time?"Lonnie, who had been as hot as Texas blacktop in July when she was deflowered, remembered a stab of pain, but that wa... all. And by the time she got finished with her first fuck she was committed to doing that as often as she was able to. She looked at her little sister. She saw a young woman, who was as curious as she had been, who was more developed than she had been. Maybe she was ready to try some things. She was at the right age, and she was sure to. But her husband was that wrong guy and he did enslave her. Why would she want me to enslave? Why?How would I treat her if she was my slave? Would I put her above all of the other girls? Would I keep her on a pedestal so that I could admire her beauty every day but it wouldn't be spoiled by my or anyone else's touch? Would I have sex with her? Do I want to have sex with her? Does she want to have sex with me?I thought I knew the sex answer for me; I was completely honest with her when I said. Not to mention what she was doing, if anything, while watching our very first customer masturbating, pleasuring herself in the very next room. At the end of the first twenty minutes, I'd expected her to emerge at any time, surprised when she didn't, and even more surprised when it was nearly a full hour before Darlene reappeared, just minutes ahead of Amanda."Well? How'd it go?" I asked my wife pointedly.I was surprised at the smile on her face when she joined me. "I think we have a very. She told us it made her mellow and relaxed. I encouraged her and in fact I even got her a glass when she asked me. I would smile as I watched her drink it down.Many nights I would go to my room after I watched mom slowly fall asleep. It took a little while but soon daddy was there too and the sex would start. Daddy loved, I mean loved to play with my tits and nipples for a long time. He sucked on them and squeezed them and rubbed them for me as I stroked his growing hard cock.He had been.