Were you a virgin when you got married? Was Peter the only one?”Claire looked down at her hands on the table.“No,” she said.“John?”“Yes.�...�There was a silence. Then Ellen spoke again.“Does Peter know?”“No, he thought he was the first, but since he was a virgin, he’d no way of knowing that I wasn’t. I think he thought I’d popped my cherry on my bike or some such, since there was no blood. He never mentioned it, and knowing him as I do now, he really would have.”“You know, Claire, I can’t believe. I began to confirm my impression that if I was going to dig up dirt I was in the wrong house, or it’s garden. The FE must have affected my talent for metaphor.I got to wander around and I met the bartender, the maid, the cook and, unfortunately, some carpenters and carpet layers who leered at me as if they were picking out choice cuts. Tammy was everywhere, bubbly and irrepressible, and she and Joan explained that although each girl was considered an independent contractor, there was a system. ”She bent down and licked the head and then she licked her lips. “It's not bad . . . can I suck on it?” “Oh please do!” was my reply.She opened her beautiful lips and took the head into her mouth. Just like her sister she performed as I'm sure she had observed. Her fist was wrapped around it and she stroked the base as she kept her lips just above her fingers. And her tongue was on the underside massaging it. This was awesome! I was torn between offering words of encouragement or just letting. Yep, she used to tell me about how she would suck your cock and how great it was, then one night on a sleep over, she started playing with his cock, took it out and asked if I wanted some, he just sat back and enjoyed us both sucking him. Then he fucked us both! Derrick was and still is such a dog!Then she looked at me on the floor and said to Daddy, this one is a cute one Derrick, and lifted my t-shirt and patted my ass, he does have a girly ass for sure. Stand up baby and let me look at you. .