“How the FUCK did he find out?” Josie asked, obviously annoyed.Jesse had a silly smile on his face, “I listened to Mom One talk to Dad!”The li...ttle turkey had to have listened at the door to my study when I was talking to Jennifer. I was surprised he’d managed to keep it to himself for a week. Jennifer hadn’t been sure at first, but after a talk with Josie, and then one with Jessica and Kara, they’d apparently all agreed that if I wanted to go to Russia in the spring, that would be OK to take. Another kiss, And another. And a moan escapes from him as well. I can't move, for fear of ruining everything that is happening. His tongue caresses my foot in between his kisses and GOD. he moves closer to where I need his mouth with every kiss planted. My ankle. I feel his tongue dance along the back of my calf before his faces buries itself in the crook of my knee granting me another deep kiss. His strong, large hands find both of my feet and begin to travel up my legs, just behind his mouth,. I wasnt confident in the beginning but I started to realize the power I had over men. My dad was abusive and I enjoyed being bad. I think it was my way to rebel against my dad. I reveled in the excitement of a given situation. I am beginning this story where the last one left off. Karen and I were on the way home and we were talking about Mr. DAngelo. Karen couldnt get over the size of his cock. She was still a little buzzed and she was telling me everything. She told me she had the best orgasm. When I was only in my knickers, I noticed that with the big full-length mirror on the wall facing my bed and the big one on my chest of drawers at the side, I would be able to watch myself engaging in beastiality. Excited by this I left the room, my tits bouncing, to fetch the mirror in the bathroom, which I placed on a chair the other side of my bed so I could see from three angles. Lying on my bed and adjusting them, I wished I had one behind and above as well.Pulling my knickers off too, I.