My sisters Gabriella and Marianna are different. They are my mother’s ideal. One older than me, one younger, and me smack dab in the middle. Both of...them virgins. And me, the family slut. I wear my scarlet letter ‘S’ with honor and shame. Shame that I could never play the part of the good little Catholic girl. And honor because I love the feeling of power and euphoria that fucking gives me. Moving from our native Brazil when I was in primary school helped, because not everyone in New Jersey is. Most preferred to do things their selves, a on such a hot day, they were quick about doing it and would leave immediately afterwards. Today was no different, each putting away the saddles and tack and combing their coats. Mrs. Z., a shapely full figured but somewhat homely woman, was spending a lot of time with her horse lately. She always took the saddle and bridle back to the tack room, returning the gear to its appointed place followed by grooming her horse with loving care. On this day, her. The next piece of her erotic armour consisted in a tight fitting white silk blouse which she was barely able to button against the protruding mounds of her soft, full breasts. Smoothing out the silk along her curves, she then stepped into an equally tight, soft black leather, above the knee pencil skirt with a slit up the back which barely covered the tops of her stockings. To complete the outfit, she retrieved a pair of sexy spike heeled platform knee-length Louboutin boots from her arsenal of. In...out...in...out. He started fucking my creamy white ass faster and faster. I was being fucked in all three of holes simultaneously. The boys rotated again, with someone new fucking my pussy, my ass and my mouth every few minutes."I'm yours!" I screamed. "I belong to the boys! I belong to the boys! I belong to the boys!" I chanted over and over. "I'm yours! You all own me! I'm your fucking whore! Your fucking slut! YES, YES YES, I BELONG TO THE BOYS!" The pleasure and pain were intense,.