)And then John (I only have to call them Sir when I talking to them.They'll never read my diary. Would they?) told the other men one night,right in fr...ont of me, "Forget the girl shit, she's a great piece of asswith the best cunt mouth I've ever known. I almost don't give a damn if weare rescued. I've never gotten so many blowjobs if you add all of them Ihad before we wrecked here. And, I don't have to chit chat with her.Fantastic!" And with that he pushed me to my knees and fucked my mouthuntil. He'd come home from college intending to hang out with his friends and maybe even hook up with a girl now he was a sophisticated college man. But before he could do any of that his mother had a list of jobs for "the man of the house" starting with clearing out the decades of accumulated garbage. By rights his father should be doing this, most of this shit was his anyway, but since he'd run off with his secretary he wasn't around much these days. Jason shook his head, over a year later and he. I even spotted Henrik quickly readjustthe growing bulge in his trousers, which only served to make me more mortified. Both males did at least try to makenormal conversation during the meal, although neither could wipe the smirk offtheir faces. Once dinner was finished Steven and I went into the lounge withour coffees, and were soon joined by Henrik who assured me he had no homeworkto do tonight. I was amazed I had become morerelaxed with my nudity. I still felt very exposed, but less. “Excuse me for a moment, Heather,” Tabitha says politely interrupting what the girl is saying. She starts undoing the buttons on Heather’s blouse.Heather looks down at the hands flicking buttons open and seems to just freeze with the shock of it. “What are you doing?” she demands.“I just want to see what those lovely breasts of yours look like when they’re not hiding from view,” Tabitha says, parts the undone sides of the girl’s blouse and tossing the tie to the side to view her breasts and.