He gripped the top edge, put his thumbs together and slowly ripped my soaking wet panties away from my body, leaving my ass and pussy bare to his eyes... and hands. Something in the back of my mind dimly protested against this, they had cost a fortune, but at that point I only cared about the fact that he wasn't touching me yet and that made me wiggle my ass a little, which got rewarded with a tiny slap on my right cheek. A low moan escaped my lips and I felt the bed move. 'Stay,' he ordered. Her legs push hard into my neck, urging me to ease back. But I want to tease her. ‘Please, Sam, please!’ Shawna pants, breaking protocol. But I don’t sweat it — this time. She asked nicely, so I slam myself in to the hilt. The feel of our pubic bones connecting sends me into a manic pump into her lovely vee. I roll my hips as I pummel the pussy, grunting with my exertion. Shawna is now beyond words, she resumes her babbling and is pulling the fitted sheet from my bed. Her excitement is. But Dad wouldn’t leave it until your birthday to tell you bad news. That doesn’t make sense. Unless he didn’t know.”She gasped and her eyes went wide.“He didn’t know, did he?”She looked at me. I didn’t answer. She took that as a yes.“He didn’t know and Mum promised you and got you all excited and then she sprung it on Dad last night and he had to be the one to tell you they couldn’t afford it or whatever. And he hates surprises. Oh My God, what a bitch! I hate her. I hate her.”Bonnie was. My clothes were rags, and there was no chance of getting anything else. They only gave me new clothes when the old ones literally rotted off my body. I started pacing around the room, hoping to work up some body heat. There had been no work for the last few days, and except for last night's 'visitors', no one had come into the room, except to drop off the small portion of food and water I got each day.I was getting restless, and was spending too much time cooped up in my own head. That's when.