She saw her father reading the morning paper and caught his eyes as he looked up and smiled and winked at her and she knew that he knew she was watchi...g him. It wasn’t a lecherous smile, but rather one of love and compassion. Ami felt her heart melt and she sat down to eat. All throughout the school day, Ami thought about her father and the emotions she was experiencing. She may be a virgin but she was old enough to understand sexual attraction. She just couldn’t explain why she was having. "Oh, God!" as the wet material strained taut against her clitoris. She started to seesaw her hips backward and forward. It was at this point thatI first began to believe that my mother might actually let me fuck her.I reached down and cupping my hand under her pussy lifter her up a few inches. With my other hand I pulled down my zipper. The sound of it seemed to shakeher out of her sexual frenzy and in a small, pleading voice she said "No." Butit was more of a request than an order. I. “Your mobile has been ringing for ages,” Karl told her. “Fuck, it must be Neil,” she said, snatching the bag from him. “What time is it?” “Just gone seven o’clock,” Jerome told her. “Seven,” she cried out. “Fuck, I must have slept,” she snapped as she retrieved her mobile phone. The face of it lit up. “Fuck, it is Neil,” she said. Claire sat up and took a deep breath before answering. “Hi darling,” she said. “Where were you?” Neil asked her, “I’ve been ringing this phone and the house. Lights flashed on the metal of a low mesh cage. One of the othersopened a door at one end of the cage. He lead me by the leash toward it,then pulled me down to my knees. All around swarmed strange faces, laughingand pointing. My wrists were uncuffed as my head was pushed into the opening.The leash was attached to a bar running the top length of the rectangle.Someone pushed the rest of me inside the cage. I tried to run around in thesmall space just as the door was closed, locking me inside. I.