Dad interviewed every boy that took me out and impressed upon them that they needed to be sure that they had me home no later than ten and he made sur... they knew that he would be watching for me. I finally gave up on dating shortly after my seventeenth birthday and started hanging out with my twin brother, Sean. Surprise, surprise, dad didn’t care how late I stayed out as long as I was with Sean. My sex life sucked. I wouldn’t have known how fucking great an orgasm could feel if I hadn’t. By now I couldn't prevent myself from continuously watching. Once again I felt a little guilty; she was being abused - or was she? After all, it was very evident that she was greatly enjoying herself, while I was sitting next to her and I was doing nothing to stop it. But at the same time I was also getting a lot of pleasure from watching them, and besides, Vicky now had the front of her calves resting against my erection, and each time she ground the front of her cunt against Ron she was also. " Charley, believe me I'm going to make it up to you."There was a flirtatious lilt in Tabby's voice.I fell asleep again until noon. There was a coffee shop across the street and I didn't feel like exploring. How was I to know that it was the busiest coffee shop in Northeast Ohio? I was just about to look for another restaurant when the hostess tapped me on the shoulder,"If you're willing to share a table for two we can serve you now."She led me to a booth near the kitchen and by the time I got. She must remember this lesson in order to be a god-fearing obedient female if she hoped to continue on as my cum-drainer. In all honesty, I would have to say that she was quite excellent in her duties and had none of the irritating flaws of character that “Bitch” her predecessor had assailed me with both night and day. In some respects, she was a superior creature than some of the females of my own faith, but in the final analysis, she was still an infidel and unworthy of my long-term use of.