" If all the men agree we will continue on as we have. If they do not agree then we will end all group sessions immediately and each family will stay ...mong themselves."Jackie said, "man after all the work we have put into our group I would hate to see it end. I can understand the reasoning, but then we girls have all willingly had sex with all the other fathers. So we are just as negligent as our Dads are. We all should have but didn't think about getting on the pill. It would have avoided a. Dear God, all we did was discuss who was fucking who and all the details.I was the shy one. I earned the nickname 'little lynn,' because I am really short. It's also my voice. I sound like a little girl. I have a hundred stories about my time at that store. My boss was a German lady who was totally a nymphomaniac. She knew only one customer caught my eye. It was so silly. He was the tall boy in my klndergarten class named mike. I was the pretty little girl in cute dresses. That was our only. Then I feel the contractions of Layla’s pussy.While she pushes my head away from her pussy, she says: “Pull down your pants. I want to suck you”.“But Aisha”, I try to say while standing up. But it is too late. Layla pulls my pants down. My fully erected dick shows up. Aisha looks with big eyes and she smiles. She looks turned on by watching me and her sister.Layla kneels down in front of me and she takes my dick, puts it into her mouth and starts giving me a blowjob. Her movements with her. Down in my room," she stated triumphantly."Well, let's go!" I said."Indeed," she agreed, climbing off the bed. She crossed the room and opened the door. "Aren't you coming?" she asked."Aren't you going to get dressed first?" I gasped."No," was all she said as she stepped out into the hallway.For a long moment, I just sat there stunned. Keep in mind that this was the early eighties, long after the 'anything goes' of the sixties had past.I leapt to the door and stepped out into the hall. At first.