I wasn’t the least bit jealous, really. Pornhat I have learned that our family has quite an appetite for sex. When one small hand covered my moist mound, I couldn’t help sucking in a breath of anticipation. My heart was pounding in the silence that followed, then it skipped a beat when we heard footsteps, my Daddy’s – pounding up the stairs. He must have been 18 or 19 at the time, but all of sudden he had a car and it seemed he had one girlfriend right after another – no time for his little bratty sisters, even if one had become his personal “little blow-job slut”. I wasn’t the least bit jealous, really. Another thing I discovered through this time, and it’s been proven over the years, is that
