"What're yuh gonna show me now, Uncle Charley?" the youngster asked as she looked up at the young man above her. "Yuh din't tell me yet about? like? Y...ou know? About how babies are made? Not 'zackly? Yer not gonna do nothin' like that are yuh? Yer not gonna fuck me?"Lowering his hips until the tip of his rigid cock was just barely touching the soft, smooth flesh of the girl's fat, little cunt, he said, "You're such a big girl, Sarah, and so pretty, that I'd love to fuck you." He believed that,. That is until tonight and I got drunk to get the courage to do it. I told him that I was a little taken aback wondering what he would have done if I didn't know. He said he met up with a friend of his named beau and beau had told him he gets it her often and that I was cool with it. I made a mental note to kick beaus ass or lick it......Anyway we were talking about beau and Joe and the girls they have shared and then he says he would love to do Peggy again. I said she was probably going to be. Finally despairing Cassandra had stormed out of the room declaring that Abigail was nothing more than a slut; it was taken in a jovial manner because Abigail responded by saying, "Better a bi sexual slut than a heterosexual prude!"Ten minutes later Abigail still naked on top of her bed almost dozing; when she felt the lightest of touches on her upper thigh; dreamily she sighed and opened her legs a little. Still softer touches followed as the unseen hand stroked up towards her cunt; she moaned. I finally relaxed, but to my amazement, I was becoming rock hard. The humiliation by the young attractive woman in front of all these strangers had actually excited me. I ripped the plastic from the magazine and started to leaf through it. It was full of glossy pictures of gorgeous women dressed in black leather or latex. The pictorials showed them whipping, beating and otherwise abusing naked men and women. I was hooked. Since I was parked in a secluded spot, I zipped down my pants, released.