I was obsessed by the pervert idea of making love with her, but was also scared in case she refused and told my mother. Each time I saw her I thought ...f what should I do to convince her. I was 18, Jan 14 she was short and slim, she looked like a twelve year old girl.We were five in the family 3 boys and 2 girls, I was number 4. My father already passed away, my elder sister already married lived on a sugar estate far from us, my brothers in the army were sent to Kenya for six months, so at home. “To talk…yes if that’s what you want Helena?” the girl replied still smiling.“Please don’t disappear I’ll be back shortly.”Slowly turning away unwilling to break their electrifying eye contact Helena then scurried away to find her friend Angie whose father owned this hotel. She had pulled out all the stops and really worked on Angie, minutes later she joyously returned to the room with a key in her trembling hand. At once she was both thrilled and relieved to find the smiling girl was still. As the front of the car drove deep into conversation, dragging me into it once in a while, Hannah stayed silent. When we got home it was well close to midnight. I fell asleep instantly after being shown the guest bedroom. I awoke in the late afternoon to a mostly empty house and stumbled to the kitchen in a t-shirt and panties; I was at home. When I got a cup of coffee, I suddenly felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked up to find Hannah in PJ bottoms and a tank, no bra, with erect nipples smiling. Beverly’s arms were cradling the heads of two women who were using their talented mouths on her sensitive nipples. Beverly knew her dream self was passionately in love with all three and felt confidant that they loved her just as much. That part of her dream ended as her body exploded into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced as the man’s tool shot his seed deep into her hungry womb.The next part of Beverly’s dream was also different from the normal way things ran. For the first.