The things she had done with Kathy, that night the men were gone and several times since then during the day while the guys were at work.She thought a...out the images she kept having of Brother Bob fucking her every possible way The way Brother Bob patted her ass and, she had to admit, how much she enjoyed it. It seemed like now her pussy was always wet, always ready. Will wasn't enough anymore so she had visited Kathy and her machine frequently. Each time she would look at the pictures in the. I'm sorry if I seem a little harsh. I can see your potential, and would hate to see you squander it." She paused to lick her lips. "You don't seem to have many friends. Do you have any girlfriends?" She doesn't even wait for him to answer, as she leaned closer to him, and looked him in the eyes. "I believe you are eighteen, is that right?"Adam was confused by her behavior. He had never seen her act like this before, didn't know how to respond. He could only nod affirmatively to her. I laid in the filthy bed, wet from cum, drool and piss, completelyexhausted, unable to move, feeling my consciousness slowly leaving meas I drifted off to the exhausted sleep.I woke up with the morning light, my whole body sore, for a moment notunderstanding why the crusty bed sheets are stuck to my crusty body andwhy I am laying in the wet, foul-smelling bed. Than, the events of theprevious night flooded my mind and my while body burned with shame,except for my little dickie, which became. "Come on, honey, you have to," she said. "It's the rules."She moved closer to me and turned her body slightly so I could reach around and lift up her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I knew the others were going to get an eyeful. I raised her shirt up slowly and exposed her flat stomach, stopping just below her breasts. I could tell the anticipation was killing her, but I decided to take my time. I lifted her shirt another inch, stopping just short of exposing her nipples.Everyone was.