I was pretty happy with that. This...” I said, waving my hand around, “came as quite a shock yesterday, and I couldn’t care less about any of it... Having a father who was a mechanic was good enough.”She looked surprised by that, but no friendlier. “So now the prodigal son returns, a certified genius from all accounts. I suppose you expect to be his new favorite? The bastard who will inherit because he has testicles instead of breasts?” she snarked, scowling at me.“I am sorry you feel that way. I. The others were either never married or divorced. They were all pretty friendly and a couple were fun to flirt with.I was cool with them all except for one. Right from the first day I met her I was attracted to her in a very sexual way. She was a bit shy and would turn bright red right away if I said the slightest thing with a sexual overtone. This made it even more fun to flirt with her so I did it every chance I got. It was all just innocent fun but deep down inside I wanted to get her alone. . I shouldn't."As if without any self-control, Megan watched as her own hand reached down between them and took hold of Curly's throbbing cock. She watched as she then guided that pointed cockhead to her vaginal opening. She held her breath as she felt it slip past those same blood engorged lips and enter her.As soon as he felt the warmth of her pussylips wrap themselves around his tip, Curly shoved forward hard. In that very first thrust, he managed to bury six inches of his vibrating. Jessie trembled both in fear and anticipation. He slid the dress off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor leaving her in just panties and a bra.He reached around from behind her and unsnapped the front hook of the bra between her breasts and let the cups hang there for a moment, supported only by the friction of the fabric against her skin.Her eyes scanned the room at all the masked faces staring back at her, expectantly, hungrily. She knew there was no turning back once she was exposed.