"And what about the guys?" I said."What about them?" Well... I don't know..." Oh, I see. You want to know whether or not they would fuck you too?" Wel......" You are a dirty little whore, aren't you? Well, lets see how well you will perform tonight and maybe I will invite them" As long as they are discrete..." Don't worry. You're not the first slut we will fuck." How many are you all?" Six or seven... Can you handle it?" There is only one way to find out..." Hah, greedy little slut... Well, get. Her tits heaved and her thighs opened to expose her wet pussy."Just look at me!" she cried, tears filling her eyes. "You've turned me into a slut! I never wanted you to touch me! Now look! I'm so ashamed! I've never been so humiliated in all my life! What would people think!" No one has to know about us," her dad said."But I know!" Linda wailed. "I don't feel like your little girl anymore! I feel like some young whore you picked up somewhere to... to... fuck!"Jim's prick shot up in his shorts. He arrives and orders his drink as we chat and carry on then he says lets grab a bite at the restaurant next door so we walk over and take our booth he has her sit next to him we order our meal and more drinks as the evening carries on with small talk all this time he is feeling her up her legs and rubbing her pussy under the table so we finish up and head back to his suite at the hotel as we arrive he opens up a bottle of champagne and hands Marie and I a glass as well as one for himself so we. He thrusts into me another 10-12 strokes from this new angle, then he climbs up onto his desk, pushing me forward and then settling me onto all fours. All without taking his cock out of me. I’m amazed at the strength and flexibility (not to mention creativity) that took, but before I can say a word, he’s kneeling on his desk behind me, slamming his cock into me again. “Oh, Rick!” I gasp, as the change in position allows him to hit my g-spot. He’s holding my hips still and drilling into me.