I wet myself. I was so ashamed. My room smelled of my piss. I didn’t smell it, but I knew, once someone else opened my door, they would. I hoped... nobody would find me. Why wouldn’t this go away?I could feel my stomach eating itself. I was so hungry. My mouth was so dry. What little water I had in my body, my head now laid in. I hate drooling. I began crying. I was so pathetic. I was alone. Hours passed.Hours of thinking, watching my life play out in my head, all my regrets. I. Tina was getting on by this time. Her ass was like a marble statue and her tits firm ripe melons. Both Mandy and I would salivate over her body and imagine fucking her together but held off. Last of the taboos I guess.One day after her coming of age, Mandy cought her in our room looking through one of our photo albums. There she found sex shots of mom and dad, alone, with friends, with same and opposite sexes. Each shot had a comment written below it. She was never permitted in our room and. Now, one of us will be here with you in case you wake up and want anything, so you needn't worry about a thing. Just sleep. Sleep."He sighed hopelessly and closed his eyes. The bed was warm and comfortable. He was tired. Last night had been almost entirely sleepless, thanks to Delia's attentions. Delia had the most amazing powers of recovery for a middle-aged woman. Rushing around like a two-year-old.Claire had settled down in the chair by the bed, engrossed in the fashion pages of her Sunday. I think they heard me but didnt say anything.Quickly Rekha stripped and so did khan. He turned to me and said I should call him king. I replied yes sir. I was feeling awkward but i was also feeling proud.The king had such a big cock. Rekha was stunned seeing its size. She quickly bent down and licked it. I could not control myself. I also stripped. My cock was so small in front of his. I started rubbing it with my hands without disturbing them.Rekha wanted to take the cock in. She begged him to.