”“okay, get up and stand about four feet in front of me, facing me.” She did as i said, “now,” i continued, “staring right at me, imagine ...hat this is your wedding night and i am your husband. You are very shy but anxious about what is to follow. He has never seen your naked body before…you are a virgin.”She shuttered as she heard these last words. I couldn’t believe she was hearing them from a stranger she just met. But she began to go along with me and my imagination went to work.“reach up. Not mine." I know what I want," Mishy said, sounding a lot more confident that she really appeared to be. "I want to know what it's like to have sex with a guy. I think everyone should try it, at least once. But I think I'd rather live, long term anyway, with a woman. Someone like Em." Why Emily?" She's sweet and kind and beautiful. I guess you know that though, don't you?" What do you mean?" Dave asked, a little suspicious."You being her father and all."Dave nodded, relieved."Are you going to. I also thought there was something about those two. I always noticed they sort of waited on him by getting him drinks. He never danced alone with either of them. They always danced as a threesome. They both rarely left his side except with another man who also was in the service.I stared at that picture as I felt this rage of jealousy run through my body. Now I had never had this feeling before and was not quite sure what it was but it quickly passed. I walked out of the bedroom back down that. He kicked my legs a little farther apart and I felt his cock enter me in one violent stroke. I realized that my pussy was soaking wet and I may have appreciated the lubrication but I hated my pussy for betraying me this way.I tried to put my head down and ignore the degrading comments from the men seated at the table around me but the man fucking me grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up and ordered me to keep my eyes open. I guess it didn't really matter. I was crying so hard that.