On the way to the restaurant I tell her she can ask any question she likes about her training. Master how many positions do I need to remember? 10 I r...ply. Why do you give them numbers? I explain as we move from position to position I want to keep you excited and on the edge of orgasms as much as possible. It is much easier to give you a number so you know exactly what position immediately to move into then to try and explain ruining the moment. She giggles and says it works perfectly. Master I. I was manipulating a young girl who didn't know any better. Everything in my upbringing told me I should be ashamed of myself. But I wasn't. Not by a long shot. Nicole wasn't the only one who had jumped onto a moving train. I probably could have put the brakes on events, stop it before any real line was crossed. But I didn't want to. I was hoping virginal pussy was in my future, and I was doing everything in my power to make it happen.After Nicole's little peep show, I held back for a week or. There was all kinds of planning for events for the Fourth of July. The Jones always had a big family cookout. It was going to be a noon-time cookout this year. I was going home Friday night to help set everything up and try to help with some of the cooking. At least that was my plan.Then we were coming back to Washington for the big fireworks display at the mall. It was customary that the President be in attendance to give a patriotic speech to kick off the celebration. My family and I were. I was awoken by this guy trying to get into bed with us, in fact he had sneaked into the room, locked the door, and was in the process of climbing over me to get to her.We were both naked, as the room had no air-conditioning, and as I awoke he was leaning across me, his cock on my tits, kissing her in the mouth, the stench of his sweat in my nostril, but his cock somewhat enticing, as my own pussy was wet and felt like some attention, I slipped my hand down and took hold of him and started to.