I could tell all this had turned her on. She stood there staring with a smile of pleasure on her face watching when she said she wanted me to do this ...in front of all three of them in the living room. I told her I don’t think I could do it. She proceeded to tell me how much fun it would be and the she knew that her friends would love to watch me. She grabbed my arm and gently tugged saying “come on, please.” I reluctantly stood up, not believing what I was about to do. As I stepped into the. "My story unfinished, I no longer needed to if this woman could explain."I was unmarried and with child, living in the county seat. God forsook me, but the church helped, as did my parents. In all eyes, I was the lowest of women. I was sixteen. Shunned by society and reviled by my parents, I had to accept their terms, or be thrust into an unforgiving world. I became a maid to my parents. They ceased to call me, Daughter. They took my son and raised him as their own. They used me for a wet. "Oh, I guess I'm gonna have to be even more polite to your sister now,"Jodie says to Suriya. "She's in most of my classes..." Don't bother, I'm never polite to her!" Suriya says, making the oldergirl snort with laughter."Even in my year, you girls are seen as 'the cool ones'," Jodie says,making me glow internally with pride."Now that you're on our 'team', you can hang out with us if you want," Isay as I pull my skirt and my tights back on over my leotard."Aww, thanks!" Jodie giggles. "May have. I moan trying to beg arround my gag and she just smiles. My cock immediately hardens for what feels to be thousandth time since this began. The ache in my balls returns with a vengence. Once again her fingernail traces a maddening line up the underside of my cock. I try to thrust my hips to get some more sensation but she just pulls her hand away. She walks over to my dresser and picks up a camera. She starts to snap pictures of my predicament, finally slowing only to take some close-ups.