“A good-looking guy like you has yet to…” she stopped there. Looked around and slid her index finger into her other hand, making the poking moti...on.“Ha,” I laughed. “Ok, no.” I just caught myself, turning my head and rolling my eyes. I am going to hear about this for the rest of my life now.Michelle put her hand on my knee. “We’ll have to change that then,” she said softly to me. Then turned to talk to Amanda in the seat behind us.When we finally made it there, I had to make some major. She thought I’m very innocent and couldn’t believe the words I’m saying. She went away from there.After few days.. She came to my room after dinner..I was sitting silentlyDad was not there at home so we slept together.( we used to sleep in same room whenever dad went out of town)I told her I’m not able to overcome my interest about womens body and couldn’t study also..my marks were also less in last exam. She got angry and bit shocked hearing me..shouted at me..and cried a bit..After few min. The dancers were decent enough. Mostly college-age but probably not attending. There had been about six dancers that stopped by to dance for them. The guys were pressing the girls to share their opinions of what made the girls good or not. They really liked Kelly’s color commentary of how good each of them probably fucked.The cushions were deep and difficult for the girls to find a position that didn’t have their pussies on display. They both had their legs tucked up under them. After a couple. Ball gag. It was strange sharing the bathroom with her. Though we had sex together, it fostered a new level of intimacy between us.But breakfast meant we could take out our ball gags. I could finally get answers. I could order my parents... No. I couldn’t fall into that trap. I only could order them to punish me and fuck me. If I did anything else then I was controlling them. That wasn’t the point of doing this. I had to use my powers wisely. I had to deny myself that urge.But ... It itched at.