Her lover came up to me and studied me. Turned me around. Put his hand up my skimpy dress and his fingers into my wet hole, my miniscule thong providing no barrier. I stood with my legs a little further apart to assist his probing entrance up my vagina. It wasn’t sexual, it was an inspection. He was treating me as an object. When he withdrew his fingers he offered them to my sister’s mouth for her to clean. She did what was expected of her and sucked each one.

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