You start to enjoy the attention.

It's not long before I stop shying away from the touches. I know it's wrong, but the whole evening has been so surreal so far that I feel like I'm living in some strange dream.

My own daddy fucked me, the dirty word makes me want to giggle even as I'm faced with the sobering realization that he came inside of me. It's not until I feel a light trickle of something on the inside of my thigh that I realize that I'm becoming wet remembering it, . . . . or maybe it's the men who are so casually touching me that have me so turned on?

Suddenly, one of the men is standing very close behind me, I can feel his breath hot on my neck. For just a split second, I freeze up, unsure of what to do.