I knew my own father, my own flesh and bl**d was going to fuck me. I was so excited. I he came over and sat next to me. He stared at my pussy. I pulle...d my spankie to the side and revealed my wet pussy. ‘Touch it.’ I prompted him. He looked at me, a little nervous, but he wanted to, bad. ‘Go ahead.’ I tentatively reached out his hand, and touched my clit. I shivered in pleasure, and closed my eyes. ‘Touch it more.’ I said. He did. He licked his finger and started rubbing my clit. Ohhh, it felt. After he graduated, Charmion had hardened and focused on school. She went to Brown University and learned Spanish, French, and Italian. She had double majored in art history and chemical engineering. She had also bloomed. Charmion was breathtaking, regal. She had learned to tame her ebony locks. Her curls now fell down to her bottom. They cascaded like a waterfall. She had finally gotten breasts and they stood erect and proud, they were a full 34C. Her hips had widened, so she had equipoise,. “But like I told you the other day, it’s the ultimate party boat.” Heather grinned wickedly. She liked it. She had been expecting a sporty, speed boat, or perhaps a bass fishing boat. This was much, much better. It was a pleasure boat. Luxury all the way. The craft featured comfortable seating for eight or so people, enough space that they could stretch out and tan if they wanted, a nice little deck out front which provided additional room for sunbathers or swimmers, and an overhead canopy if. She also witnessed the handle of the whip being pushed up into her cunt, which had just been used on her, and left there. Cindi could almost feel the girl’s pain. The room was a sight she will never forget. She didn’t realize at the time but she would also be on that wall of pain.When Cindi finally pulled her eyes off the wall she looked down to see twelve well dressed men each sitting in front of papers, files, laptops, pens etc. You would think by this scene it was a normal business meeting..