I am what these men are waiting for. They are all dressed casually, a couple smoking cigarettes, one even passing a joint. As I walk into the room, th...y are all gentlemanly enough to stand and welcome me in. I am dressed in my favourite jeans, boots and t-shirt. I’ve chosen a very sexy pair of black t-back panties to wear under my jeans and my full, braless, 36C breasts are firm and bouncy. And real. My nipples harden as I approach the chair. I am aroused with anticipation of what will. At the movie, they sat in the back and made out like teenagers (of course).Marie was over at the Meyer house -- which by now should have had a revolving door on it for all the sex that saw its way in and out of there. (Mary was not yet engaged, but she was holding plenty of tryouts.)That left the house free for an Inner Circle meeting -- always a high point in my increasingly complicated but interesting life. Mom, the one woman I trusted above all others (but would not release); Candice, the. Sitting on me, one, two, sometimes three of them all naked. Touching, pulling, poking, laughing. I couldn’t do anything Jo, you know, like that. I just couldn’t and they kept on laughing at me. I couldn’t hurt them so I had no way of stopping them. I can’t hurt a woman you see. That’s what uncle Mike taught me, to respect women. Afterwards they threw me out of her room with my clothes and laughed at me. I’ve hardly spoken to a girl since then.’ So that was it. I knew there had to be something. I mentioned you can do pain relief by playing with yourself and just as you come I would pull the ankle back into place. She agreed. As she started to rub and play she exposed her pussy fully. The smell and sight was wonderful. Lifting her ankle, I sat on the chair ready to pull it back into place. She asked me to show my cock as she needed something to view. I pulled down my shorts, kick them off together with my footwear. She looked at my equipment and smiled in pleasure. I’m not a long cock.