We worked comfortably together nearly every day. She was saying that we could go on a first date without trembling with fear that something would go w...ong."Okay, let's relax and enjoy ourselves," I said.Patti read the directions to her friend's house and after she was sure we were heading the right direction, north on highway 75, she began filling me in on the people who would probably be in attendance."Crystal was my best friend in high school. We went away to different colleges, but we stayed. Heres the deal, my captor said to the man, you finger fuck her until she comes, and you get your money. The drunk looked at me and lurched forward. He pushed up the skirt of my dress, and yanked down my panties. I tried to close my legs. I didnt want this man touching me. The driver smacked me across the face so hard I saw stars. Open up your legs you little whore! I complied sobbing into my gag. The drunk ran his hands along my thighs, and pushed one of his fingers into my pussy. I wasnt aware. I was thinking that she can and will and then she volunteered more. "i also fantasized often about getting fucked by the janitor who lives downstairs"The Janitor angle could be fun, but I wanted something else. "I'm sure he wants to bend you over in his supply closet and fuck you from behind like the whore you are." I paused for a few, thinking about the janitor fucking her, bent over the garbage can and using her holes with whatever was handy to stick inside her, drunk or sober, but I wanted. She hadn’t realized they meant this big. Kori’s hands cradled her challenge and her touch brought about an elongated thickening. She stroked the monster that would be her ultimate stage prop. Soon Karl was standing tall above his scrotum. Her hesitance abated, the show must go on. Kori released the man-meat and plucked at her own panties. Kori eyeballed Karl’s groin as she leaned forward and pushed her last shred of modesty past her knees. Her nose brushed his hanging balls as she stepped out.