He asked Rishab about how long we were in relation and how it all did start. Rishab replied in a short description.Mayank asked him what all he had do...ne to date. It was a little personal question. But that dumb Rishab freely told him that he hadn’t done anything with me. He looked surprised and openly asked, “Not even kiss, not even pressed boobs or fingered pussy?”Rishab shook his head in negative. I turned pink on my cheeks and was shocked to hear such open words. He asked again why he. Daddy broke our kiss as he removed my hand from his cock. “Michelle, you shouldn’t be doing that,” Daddy said pushing me away.I hung my head and ran crying to my bedroom. I threw myself onto my bed burying my face into my pillow. I cried my eyes out as daddy had rejected me. Daddy came in asking me what was wrong.I told him no man would ever want me. I was ugly because of my scars. I sat up in bed removing my top. My 40DD’s breasts and my scars showing. I told him no man will ever love me. I never thought that the man would turn up to be in fifties and yet he looked nicely mannered and good looking and as he had said that he is bottom I thought there is no problem going out with him. I packed up things and logged out of the hotel and followed him to his house, which was near by only at his house, I was again surprised to see a fifty some old man waiting at the door, for both of us. It was not difficult for me to understand that; they were an old gay couple and although I had. We still need to try and meet some kids our own age, and I think we have a better chance of doing that here than in our own beds." But we can eventually take them to our own beds, right?" Don asked, grinning mischievously at John."Eventually," John said smiling back, "now help me with the tent."The other two agreed with the plan and got to work pitching their tent. It was a rather large tent, in fact, up to five people could comfortably lay in it at one time, and it stood 7 feet tall so.