Surely being in contact with womenand their intimate subjects constantly, and from a very young age,contributed to this fascination, respect and even ...idolatry for femininity.When I was eleven years old, my mother, sister and I separated from mygrandmother and moved to a new house in another neighborhood. That was asignificant moment in my life, not because of the move but because of theconsequences it had and the things it allowed me to experience.In order to support us my mother had to work. Slowly her hand worked it’s way between us and to my pussy, she started to stroke my slit, her fingers sliding deeper into me with each thrust. Soon she had 2 fingers inside me and was pumping me hard, sucking by breast at the same time. I felt myself tipping over, my juices flooding out, drenching Viki’s hand. She pulled it out and bought it to my face, wiping it on my lips.I started to suck her fingers, tasting my feminine musk. I sucked her fingers even as she wiped my juices and saliva over. Another cheer. A couple of others stood up and went to her side to watch. One of them removed his cock and placed it in her hanging hand. She did her best to rub it up and down though movement was restricted somewhat by the stocks.A man pulled me on to his knee and kissed me while the man next to him raised the front of my skirts and stuck his head under them. I felt his hands pull my panties down a little way and then his lips kiss me just above my hair. He traced his mouth down and licked and. "Pat led me over to the columns and cuffed my hands around them behind my back so that I was facing out toward the living room. She then did some cuffs on my ankles as well and said in a very serious tone, "Now that we have you secured, I have a few questions to ask you. You need to tell me the truth. I have a guiding principle and it's "Honesty". "I want nothing to do with anyone who lies to me and I have stuck with that premise throughout my life. I have tried to be scrupulously honest in all.