She bit my earlobe then whispered, “Are you starting to realize that serving Master isn’t the awful thing you first imagined?”She didn’t seem ...o expect an answer, just wanted me to think about the question.“He’s looking forward to meeting you, I talked with him this morning, it won’t be much longer,” She finished soaping me then rinsed me off before getting another set of fresh towels.I trembled as Aneeka lowered me into the salon chair. I remembered how she had touched me before, how she had. .it would be raining at the lake also. While I was sitting there with my panties around my ankles and my finger on my little clit. Mom and dad came in the house! I freaked out and didn't know what to do so I just hid in the closet like a dumb ass. They came into the bedroom and starting changing out of their wet clothes. There I was, looking at them through the openings in the closet while they stood there naked! I was almost shaking I was so scared but before i could say anything, daddy. Thus I slid down on the floor and put my head on his lap. Then slowly started kissing his hairy thighs. Then I kissed his penis over his shorts. He was already excited. He let out an "ah". I then opened the zip of his shorts and placed my hand on his penis. It was a hot fleshy rod, throbbing and full of power. Before I could take it out, it popped out of the shorts, and was staring at me. Sumeet's hand was already on my head, pulling my hair, urging me to do the max. I did it. I put my mouth on. He was grinning at Sandra as he ground his arm into her hard nipples through the material of her blouse. "Those girls can take any man from any woman," he replied to her question.Five minutes later the waitress was on the phone."Hi Beth," the waitress said. "This is Janice Randall. I'm Nancy's mom. Is your mom home?" Sure Mrs. Randall," Beth said and called her mom."Mom, can I go down to Cherie's house until supper. Mandy's down there now," Beth asked."OK but make sure both of you are back in.
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