.”I answered, “If you wanted details you should have just stayed there and watched!”Caity said, “WE’VE already seen her naked, we needed mor... to drink!”Carly added “Maybe if you’d given Sara a little more to drink first she wouldn’t still be a virgin right now”Michelle added “IF she really still IS”Again they all burst out laughing.Sara just kept on smirking back at them all and eventually grabbed one of those bottles and made herself another drink. At that point I started drinking myself,. ..you smile your cheeky smile and slide your hands down my chest to my belt and undo it. Next my button on my trousers.....pulling my trousers down to my ankles. You kneel down and your smile broadens as you see the bulge in my shorts.......your hands move up my big thighs to my crotch and massage my hardness through my shorts.........your grip firm.....massaging my stiffness...You pull the band of my shorts down and my hard cock bounces out....hard and firm.......you grab the base and stroke. Joe looked at her. "It has to come from you, honey. It isn't my place to order you to do anything." Joe said softly."But I want to hear you ask David as nicely as you can. I want to hear you say it like you mean it."He may have said it softly, but it wasn't said as a comment for discussion. It wasn't meant as a comment she could dismiss. It was an order; a command; it was a decree from the man who dictated everything in her life if she knew what was good for her.Guinevere looked at her husband. He remembers cleaning the bathroom and toilet, mowing the lawns and washing down the walls in the kitchen and can't remember being asked to do anything else.''Sounds like he's getting what he deserves.' I turned my attention to Bristoll's reply."I'm sorry Uncle Trent but I thought..." You thought what you deadbeat no good waste of fucking space. Haven't you learnt yet that you don't really exist, that you're here purely for our benefit. What about the floors? You didn't do them, and besides you.