It was your semen, Howie, what you probably call 'cum.' It felt wonderful, so nice and warm, down deep inside me. Thank you, you've made me very happy..." and she held me close.I lay there, so happy, so contented, in her arms, my dick still inside her, still hard, realizing that this was sex, this was fucking, this was what all my friends talked about all the time."Howie," she whispered, "You still feel hard inside me, why don't you try pulling out some, not all the way out, then pushing back in,. It was a very surreal moment. Was she really looking at a plate with a pussy on it? Were those really two slices of breasts?Mr. Brandt noticed her obvious fascination with his lunch. "Thank you Vicky. Have you ever tasted pussy?"Vicky blushed."Cuntsteak, pussy-fillet?" he quickly added."Uh, no Sir." Then you've got to try this." Her heart skipped. She watched as he picked up his knife and fork. Time seemed to slow down... The fork went into the juicy cunt lip... She had licked that spot.... I clawwed at the white t-shirt as the pain exloded in my stomach with each thrust."Ouch, it hurts. You are hurting me." I couldn't take it. One hard thrusts later he slid off of me and said the line I had heard twice already tonite."I gotta pee." and he was out. The final one to enter the room came in with the blunt. He passed the weed to me while he gently rubbed my pussy. I choked on the blunt and he pat my back. I began to relax and opened my legs wider while puffing on the weed. I felt his. "That's a good lil' honky chick. We gonna make a good honky outta ya yet, jist to show these boys that the only good honky, ain't a dead one. Ain't that, right."Duke smiled arrogantly down at her and tweeked her cheek with his thumb and forefinger. Susan nodded her head dejectedly in agreement."Awright, Coke, show 'er the kitchen, man. She's gonna have to earn 'er keep here for a few days, in more ways than one. And, make 'er clean it good."He grabbed her arm and shoved her towards the tall.