After a little more than 8 moth I was born, and as I like to tell it with a joke, I wanted to go out to see, how the guys look like, whose cocks visit...d me as I was in mom's belly. And you can be sure, this horny bitch, was a really profitable whore, with more than a handful visitors a day, especially with that fine big belly, where my grandpa with his hard 10 inchs liked to do her front- and backsides.Well the first things I remember, must be out of the age of about 4 or 5. With my two dads I. I kept hearing the softly muted polite ping-ping-ping of the indicators being used.And then we stopped and the engine switched off. Before that had quite registered I felt cold air rush in through the opening door and I was dragged backwards out of the back seat. I sagged to my knees, still winded from the blitz attack and totally disorientated. This time I definitely heard laughter."Over here - " a man said. They grabbed an arm each and started dragging me. My feet scrabbled hopelessly. "I climbed up on him and felt his hot meat inside me all the way. I almost passed out from pleasure. I rode his body like a horse and felt my first orgasm blast through me making me dizzy. I fell to his chest.After a minute, Laura tapped me and said, "Use it or lose it. You can rest on the bed." I smiled and rolled over making a pop sound when he came out. She immediately assumed my position rocking and kissing him madly. She was on a hair trigger, too and managed to get herself off twice. No, she had to stay strong and keep her secret. ‘What can I get for you?’ a waiter came and asked politely. Jake ordered a chicken pasta dish, and Heidi stuck with just a salad. ‘What are you not hungry?’ he asked. Heidi shrugged. ‘What is it?’ Jake asked with genuine concern. ‘Do you not like Italian food? You should have said something, we could have gone somewhere else. We still can—’ ‘It’s not that,’ Heidi cut him off, ‘I like Italian food.’ ‘What is it then?’ ‘Well, it’s just that.