‘Did someone do that to you?’ Derek asks. All I can do is nod. Jacob is still holding me under my boobs, which I’m starting to feel comfortable ...with. Derek is closer now, holding my hands. ‘Tell us what has scared you, please?’ he begs. ‘I…oh god.. it was my stepfather.’, I felt like I was about to break, like he was going to jump out. With these two holding me I felt safe to continue, ‘He did the scars on my arms and chest. He was an abuser and I was his target for three years, but no one. In the drivers seat in front of you is your best friend, Amanda. She's pretty tall; tall enough that it's one of the defining characteristics about her, but that certainly hasn't done anything to eliminate her curves, which are very accentuated. The two of you have had a very odd relationship since you were in elementary school, but you've never actually hooked up yet. She's a little into the darker side of life, and expresses it by wearing torn clothing and a multitude of jewelry and sporting. The most sensitive part is the tip of the cock, the little mushroom head, followed by the underside of the cock." She opened her mouth and her lips touched my cock head causing it to jump a bit again at her touch. She pulled back, and then started again, opening her mouth wider, letting the tip slip inside."Clamp your lips around the head, holding it, and let your tongue play with the tip of it. Ahh, yes, good girl, just like that," as she followed my instructions perfectly. "Once you are. "Damn," was all I could say as Matt stood there and flexed his muscles and made his cock grow to full staff. "I've heard my dad fuckin you and I know he's not Mr. Amazing in the sack. Don't get me wrong, I love him, but I don't get everything from him," Matt said as the head of his rapidly growing cock peaked out of the waistband of his briefs.It was a hot, late May day and I had on a white summer dress. Matt grabbed me by the waist and put me up on the island counter. "We shouldn't do this,.