It was in staring at Simone's schoolgirl-tits that I first came to suspect that she might be flirting with me. At the dinner table every night, she sa...t right across the table from me. More than once I looked up from my entranced stare at her tight top, to find her staring right back at me. She wouldn't look away right off, and when she did, under the pretence of continuing her meal, I could usually detect the slightest smirk.Of course, this alone was not enough to lead me on. Perhaps she didn't. “I just met you, but it seems like you might be the answer to my dreams,” he said to Gracie. “Is there any way you’d consider taking me into your family as your submissive?” he asked. “Well, perhaps, but it is up to Daddy,” Gracie answered. “But I’m not gay, just submissive,” John said. “It does not matter. If you join our family, you belong to Daddy. He will need to say it is OK, and he will exercise his authority over you,” Gracie continued. “What does that mean?” John asked. “Well, it means. "You know mom, I feel sorry for Emily." She said."Why so?" I asked."Because she has a guy who has no idea how to have sex!" She laughed and so did I as I thought about how such a nice looking guy was such a lousy fuck.The next day I was walking out by the field when I saw Rick standing under the bleachers. As I walked up I discovered that he was crying."What is wrong?" I asked as he tried to pretend nothing was but then I noticed his letterman jacket was at his feet."Nothing!" He said defiantly. "That's it," she said approvingly. "Take me in your throat. You are becoming quite the cocksucker and fucker. You could really please some guys cock. I know you are pleasing mine. Now, open up and take it all!"Beth reached her right hand around the back of my head and began to push as she slowly thrust her hips forward. The object met with resistance the back of my throat, but it was quickly obvious that she would not be pulling backward until she couldn't push any farther. I began to.