But back in 1960 my parents had actually entered me into a local religious retreat at a nearby lake. The camp whether it still exists I,ve no idea, bu... six other teenagers from my church attended. It Wasn,t cheap as meals and board under an all boys and all girls, chalet on lake side plus counsellors and chaperones were provided. I liked the retreat as when we weren,t having bible studies forced on us we could do crafts and do sports like tennis, volleyball, archery, crazy golf, table tennis. “I wonder if your coursework could be forwarded to Comara College and you do the work there? You would have to work then or you wouldn’t sit in comfort. They may not run all the courses you take but I’ll see what I can arrange.”“Why would you bother? I thought I was just here as a fucktoy. Maybe I don’t want to go back to college. Maybe my role in life is just to be screwed by anyone who fancies me. Maybe I just want to enjoy life…” I broke down then and started crying. His eyes were watering. Are you firmer than me, or softer? What will I find as I kiss my way further down, down to the special area just above your legs? Are you trimmed, or shaved down there? How much, if any hair, do you have? Is it soft and short, long enough to run my fingers through as I drape them around and between your legs and into your slit. What do you taste like? The same saltiness of a man’s, cum? No, more like my own the time I tasted myself, sticking my fingers deep in my snatch, then licking them. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth with no mercy; asking me if I liked his hard cock. I could not answer, just kept sucking that rod.He was a little bit rude, trying to shove his cock even deeper into my throat. I gagged several times as he fucked my mouth.Suddenly he took his cock out and made me bend over the sink. Soon I felt that engorged rock hard piece of meat entering my cunt from behind. He grabbed my hips and started to pump my cunt.I could see his face from the mirror and his cock.