He would be her first real man.“Turn around and bend over.”She turned her back to him, putting her hands down on the bench and flexing her back to...push her bottom up towards him. He put one hand on her lower back, and she felt a finger enter her. After a few moments, he pushed two fingers into her, the tips pushing down on her G-spot as he moved them roughly in and out. It felt good, and she moaned a little. She was getting wetter.He moved closer, and his fingers were replaced by the tip of his. And Emma is enjoying a good drink at last.In one of the bars we are touchy touchy with each other and this gets usgoingwith each other; she teases me by placing her hand on my cortch feeling mycock throughmy jeans.We drink up and everyone is merry and we all go to a club.after an hour our group starts windling away and one by one our friendsstart to go home.Before long there is just myself Emma and one of our friends 'Craig'(OK, so it could have been anyone in the club)We sit down with drinks. Dad sat in his normal chair and Susan pulled out Mom’s. I glared at her and mumbled, “that is Mom’s chair,” and she got all huffy and said, “I’ll be in the car.” Dad tried to explain what happened but I knew, he was screwing around with Susan and just like Mom said, “why would he bring that slut into the house?” When it was apparent to Dad that I was angry he said, “Hey Sport, we’ll get through this are you okay?”“Yeah,” I said in a sullen way, “we’ll get through it.” I got up and walked to my. She added a pretty pearl necklace on the neckand some large silver clip-on earrings. She then made me put on a pair ofopen-toed black sandals similar to hers but with a smaller heel and mademe walk around in them till I learned to balance myself. Everytime Istumbled she slapped me on the bum, eliciting a yelp from me.After all this, she made me sit down and attached some acrylic nails onmy hands. She then put the same bright red nail-polish on them as on hersand as on my toenails. Soon she had.