I shouted, “Useless fellow. I will report this to mom and dad. Just you wait.” I rushed to my room with tears in my eyes. How shameless and insens...tive could he be.He came following me to my room and said, “Sorry sister. Please do not say this to dad. He will kill me. I will be ruined for life. I beg of you.” I replied, “What else do you want me not to tell dad. That you were fondling my breasts last night. Should I tell that?” He replied, “Nonsense, I never touched you.”Then I prodded, “What. “So, a vampire’s life for you?” I teased Mom as I slapped her booty and she moaned in pure bliss.“I’m yours ... forever! Forever! I’ve always dreamed of belonging to a man ... forever! I wanted it, but feared it ... because it would mean that I was ... helpless, weak, and submissive ... but, oh, fuck me! I craved it so much! Fuck, yeah! Stretch ... it!” Mom begged me as I rammed her rump, “it burns, it hurts, but it’s SOOOO GOOD!”“Yes, very fucking good! Yes ... damn ... you’re so fucking tight. It was the ideal environment for her to tease and sensually pleasure men, she was in control, no touching by the men unless she allowed it in the private rooms... and she was making great money from the extra's she offered in the private rooms. She stuck to our rules, she could touch, stroke, lick, rub and tease, but NO penetration, be it oral, virginal, or anal. She had built up quite a few regulars who enjoyed being in the magnetic charms of her sensual personality and beauty, who respected. My skin was almost burning from the hot stare he was giving me. "Why don't we go sit at a booth where we can get better acquianted?" God, even his voice exuded smooth sexuality. "Why don't we?" I started for the darkest, most secluded booth I could find. I wanted him. Now. Getting caught or having me didn't seem to be on his mind though. He led me to one of the better lit booths closer to the crowd. I sat down slowly, sensuously, knowing he was watching my legs and.