The guys would gather around staring and making comments to each other as I approached. I would purposely bend over to pour their drinks placing my yo...ng firm tits in the face of one, while my skimpy shorts would ride up showing my ass cheeks in the face of another. The Mexican men would make rude comments between each other as I was serving them their drinks thinking that I didn’t understand a word of what they were saying. But I would love hearing their disgusting sexual comments and enjoy. It certainly didn’t provide any great insights, or anything else I could usefully wield in my fight to save the princess in the tower.I flashed back to Phoebe at school. She hadn’t been damaged. So why... It suddenly came to me. Other kids sat with her at school, but they always approached her in a group, not on their own.My mouth actually dropped open.They were afraid of her – too afraid to be alone with her to face that incredible temper if they did or said the wrong thing. That’s why she was. He was the kind of man who liked to please his woman, and for him to feel his sister's mounting excitement and lust was the best reward possible. He still wanted to fuck her, but he also wanted her to enjoy herself.Anita certainly was doing that. Tension was beginning to gather in the pit of her belly again, and she readied herself for another come. She bucked her ass up off the sticky seat, feeding Rick her eager cunt. She clamped her hands over his ears, showing him how to bob his head to. I opened my eyes all the way and tried to focus on the image above me. I got lost in the image and felt like I was watching myself from outside of my body, floating... What's wrong with me?I looked pale and pasty, my hair shot and I could feel the sweat cooling around the back of my neck. I saw, as I watched myself in the mirrors, that the shirt I was wearing, Brad's sweet smelling shirt was open now and I could see my chest was a bright red. Why I wasn't panicked to see such a sight is beyond.