Making my way downstairs with Jeremy, I tried to take my mind off of what just happened. I couldn't believe that it was true. Meeting up with the rest of the gang, we ordered a bunch of food and more than enough blended cocktails for everyone. Sitting back at the table, I just sat there, eyes gazing around the table. I couldn't help but notice the girls in a anal different light. Their skin, petite so soft. Their curves, so exquisite. Their backsides, there, asses, so plump. Biggest of all, their eyes. Looking into them I could cum see, what you could say, their ripe fiery soul, begging to be consumed. I started fantasizing about having sex with them, using them, and snatching up their souls while they're at teen their most vulnerable. "Dude..." Jeremy said coming up from behind me holding a few shots of tequila, "You gotta stop staring, it's awkward." "Loosen up a bit," he said placing a couple of shots of tequila in front me. "Let's have some shots!" Screw it, I thought. Maybe a few drinks would get my tits mind off of this mess... Shooting the glass towards my face, I chugged it down, nearly choking in the process. It burned like nothing other. "Another!" Jeremy shouted, passing me another shot glass laughing. Clinking glasses once again, I took the shot, gulping it down a little easier than the last. A warmth started to flow through my body. I could start to feel the booze kick in. I was actually feeling, a little better, a little looser. I can see why people say drinking 'numbs the pain'... As the night went on, so did the drinking. About five drinks in, I was wasted, feeling pretty good. I was actually having fun, for quite a while, until that is, they started dancing. Watching the girls dance in their scandals bikinis, their 'tits' swaying about as they moved. Their 'asses' jiggling to the music. Never in my life had such derogatory words escaped my mind. Was I really starting to think in those terms? Sara had that ‘Oh Shit’ look on her face. 'You were watching. The next day I managed to sleep, I walk into the kitchen I notice my Aunt is happy she pours me a coffee and offer me breakfast, She is humming I ask her what she was so happy about You know who I am?" As she danced around the kitchen he watched her and kept catching her eye. Ramona--My parents are at church and won’t be home teen for at least two hours. Purring, she slammed her tight cunt down my dick. “Forgive me, Good Mother, for the sins of my flesh.” Lucilla hissed, “Forgive me tits for my weakness, and forgive me for my betrayal.” Teasing me. I quivered, my petite cunt on fire. I was not warned even slightly and now I looked like a sweaty mess in my bed. Kit woke up, aware that his sister was again in his bed, the third night in a row. So I sprung the trap. “I DID NOT!” she said angrily. Though twelve cum years old, his actions were obviously sex driven. “Thank you Liz, you’re a life saver.” I tilted my head back, using my nose to anal part her, followed by a deep lick.