Two weeks later April came to my room disgusted “I was with Brandon and I wanted to kiss him but he told me it wouldn’t feel right because of my b...races, he started to but then stopped and started talking about something else. I got mad and pushed him away and came home.”“Have you kissed any boy yet, even before the tooth cage?”My sister lowered her head and admitted as if she was humiliated “No, he would have been the first boy to kiss me, I don’t know how to kiss and now I can’t get a boy. You pretend to think about it for a second and then shake your head no as you walk over to me and pull my thong aside. By now I can tell it's a man walking towards the other car. I can hear you unzip your pants again and take your cock out. I start to ask you to stop again but before I can even get it out, you slam your cock into my wet dripping pussy hard and deep; making me scream a little. I look over totally panicked and see that the man is looking at us. I had hoped that the fact that. But on the other hand, I am not so sick and twisted I would even consider that, after a moment’s thought I decided I could just go half way and play with one of her breasts, I reached down and touched her soft, warm breasts, so amazing, so perfect. I reached my other hand out and groped the other one, just holding them for a moment was pure ecstasy. I thought about doing more, but I thought if I did I probably won’t draw a line and id hate myself for it, just as a pulled my hands away, a set of. Grandpa took great delight in punching a new hole in the fixing strap of Jenny's slave collar, so he could fully tighten it around her skinny just-teenage neck, especially at bedtime.Often the wide black leather slave collar was the only thing Jenny wanted to wear on the weekends, dancing around grandpa's flat in just her new black bra and panties.In the evening laying across his lap, while grandpa watched TV, he would slide a finger under her collar to check it was just tight enough to.