.' Trembling I pulled on my skull cap as Daniel took me by the arm and pulled me back towards my house. we entered my home and Daniel closed the door ...ehind us, Daniel started to remove his coats and said '...your folks don't get home till late. We gonna fuck all damn day...' I turned to Daniel and tried to plead with him '...we can't do nothing like that here, some one might come home early and catch us. You've got to leave...' Daniel looked at me and tossed his coat over to the sofa and said. Alright truth but keep it above the belt or I'm going to half to call for a ref." "Nuh uh!" She argued as she finished a pretzel. "I won! I get to ask whatever I want, so NYAH!" She stuck her tongue at me and giggled. She then looked me up and down, touching a finger to her chin. "Hmmm.. speaking of below the belt, how big is it?" "How big is what?" I'm not playing stupid. I just don't think I could honestly believe she's asking me what I know she's asking me. "How big is your dick, DUH?" Like. Shetold me that after school every day for the next month I would beexpected to spend the entire evening at home sucking cocks until she wassatisfied with my style.Mom made some calls and arranged for many visitors, at first boys andlater men, to come to the house every night so that I could learnadvanced techniques for giving oral pleasure. I was very eager to beginand assumed that the sessions would also include some hard cock in mytight little pussy. Before the first session, I didn't. Clara’s father wanted to break down th door and beat the fuck out of everyone in the room, but his feeling of disgust now turned to feeling of lust. He felt like his cock getting rock hard. He just stared at the sight in front of him. There were 12 guys in all, and he knew three of them who where fucking his daughter. They were farmer like him and their daughter where Clara's friends. The others were complete strangers to him, but figured they were friends of the managers. Jay and her husband.
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