..That is one hell of orgasm that i ever could have dreamed off & the greatest thing about it is that it was a dream anymore it really happen to me.......********************************************************************************************************************************************************************************BREAKTIME (10 To 15 MINUTES)***************************************After our breaktime my boyfriend was lookung at me like never before...really turned on & he whispers in. It was worse somehow because he didn’t think I was worth fighting for. At least that’s how I felt. And Mom, God love her, played the victim even though she was already living with a lawyer.I had to find a new position in a new family. When I figured it out, I was fourteen years old. To be honest it wasn’t my step father’s idea. It was mine totally. I can only blame him from not saying no. He was a grown man and I was a fourteen year old child. That isn’t the point.The point was I began to flirt. I would aid him when I could, look out for his wellbeing, and keep him out of trouble. For many years we endured, avoiding sin. Avoiding our brand as a homosexual. Every month we would check in with the pastor. It was his decision if we were being faithful enough. Many times we had been. Many times we had not. He would punish us in cruel and unique ways, but always we endured. Until one day Axel made a mistake. For this he was severely beaten. At night he cried. I could hear him. My brother said nothing and waited for his boss to command. Sharma told Nithin to grab a trimmer from his office, as soon as he left Sharma grabbed my boobs and played with them saying “these tits will get you to great heights in modelling if you use them properly.” I knew what he was talking about and I could only moan. He came behind me and then sat on his knees and inspected my ass. A light smack on my ass and I jerked with a shiver.He stood up and groped my ass cheeks with both his hands..