First, let's consider your relationship with Kathryn's group. In a clan, or a similar group, we are totally open with each other, and it is a two-way ...exchange. To begin a sharing relationship like that, someone must take the first step. Others in the group surely have the same concerns you do about sharing events in their past. Kathryn's group grew into their intimate relationship through shared experiences and by sharing their thoughts. Even with that, they haven't fully opened up to each. You were eating a chocolate bar. Nowonder you're such a meaty little cunt. Aren't you?? ?Yes, sir.? ?What are you?? How could I say it? Wasn't it humiliating enough that I was sitting here lettinghim feel me up and talk to me like this? How could he make me participate inmy own humiliation? His fingers grabbed a chunk of my inner thigh and twisted sharply. ?What areyou?? I bit my lip sharply to prevent a gasp of pain, then dragged in a breath. ?I'ma meaty cunt, sir.? ?Yeah, you are.? He twisted. They smiled now, a bit sheepishly, but at the same time as proudly as any k**s who ever wanted to show their parents what they had accomplished. I could only return a smile though my glazed eyes, still absorbed by the scene, taking longer to return to reality than they did. I could also hope that they were aware of my own feelings, and I chose to keep them to myself, content with the role of observer.Life in our household took quite a turn after that. Although Brian and Kimmy usually carried. Just the thought of a girl's soft mouth on his prick almost made Roger cream. The slide show went to the next photo. It was a big black man sticking his cock into a small blonde woman's pussy from behind. It had taken Roger weeks of scavenging sites on the internet to find just the right photos for his collection. The next shot was of another blow job. This time a young girl was sucking on the penis of a man old enough to be her father.A scuffling noise caught Roger's attention. He looked.