My father would leave town often on business trips. There would be days where Julie and I would have the house to ourselves. There were morning where ...she would wake me early for school as I had a very hard time getting up in the morning. It was usually dark and my eyes blurry but I would generally awake to her soft hand on my chest gently shaking me. Her soft, feminine voice calling my name and sometimes her soft long, auburn hair brushing against me. She would always wear a silk or satin. I sat outside and had a smoke before Iwent back in, this time I went straight to the till and got tokens, soI could enter the booth area. I walk into the back and found an emptybooth, as soon as I entered and turned around my young admirer wasstanding there smiling at me. He closed the door and introduced himselfas Nash."Hi, I'm Mia," I said in my girliest voice. Nash undid his pants andpulled out his cock, he was close to 7" long and very thick, comparedto my little clit he was huge. I got. All the while Rob was watching mouth open. Finally she got back to her room and sat down, it took a while but a message popped up, "Good slut, now stop being prim and proper and show me how wet you are" Chelsea couldn't deny it, she lifted her legs she could already feel the wetness on her thighs she was gagging for a release, the pressure on her clit was too much, she couldn't believe it but she typed "Please let me cum" she was their slut now she knew it. "Hmmm, we will let you cum as long as. He didn’t say anything and neither did I. Was there a use in talking with our mouths when our bodies were doing just it for us? When the song was over, I reluctantly broke free of his magic and left him alone on the dance floor. Somehow, I don’t think he was angry with me, but intrigued. This wasn't the first time we had danced and it probably won’t be the last. Heading back to my table, I was stopped by my friend. “Can you please take me home?” she slurred, her coordination unsteady. Nodding,.