"I was ten years old when my parents were killed in a car accident. They were both only c***dren, so there were no Uncles, Aunts, or Cousins to turn t.... My father's parents were very old, and barely able to take care of themselves, so my Mother's Father, and Stepmother took me in. Her Mother had died from pneumonia several years, before. Her Father had remarried. She was several years younger than he was. He was 58 and she was 36. He was a Realtor, and a very successful one. She had worked for. Soon after, we went into the film room, which was dark and only the film lit up a bit.There was room on one of the front sofas where Jens already sat, and I sat down in the middle between him and Joe.(There was very little space, and Angel sat sandwiched between Jens and me)There was a good atmosphere and I felt very relaxed. I could feel Joe was hot, and he started to caress my legs.I wore a thin white blouse and a short black skirt, below I had Garter Belt, black lace panties, black stockings. I resigned myself to once a month turning out the lights, climbing under the covers, lifting the front of her nightgown and rolling between her legs. Then I would pump until I came, at which point she would get up and go to the bathroom to clean up. The rest of the time I would just masturbate, and while Jessica didn't love it, she came to accept my collection of pornography as better than the alternative.It was frustrating to say the least. But I stayed with her. Jessica worked to support me. I feel him unzip his pants, and without a word, he penetrates me in the middle of the dance floor. I lean in closer, the movement to the soft melody is minimal. I feel him in and out of me. Our moans, barely audible to each other, propel us in a voyage of pleasure. He guides our dancing towards the edge of the dance floor, and when the song ends he takes my hand and leads me quickly to the bathroom. Pulling me inside and locking the door behind us. He kisses me roughly on the mouth. I feel.