I just needed a little help from a woman with experience.’ I sat there looking stupid, the women exchanged glances, then, Robin said, ‘Jeez, Jeff,...you really don’t know?’ I shook my head, and the women again exchanged glances. ‘Jeff, do you really have no idea how jealous we are of Sally?’ ‘We?’ I said. She rolled her eyes. ‘Dammit, yes! Sally is the only one of us who kept her cherry until her wedding night, and then gave it to you!’ Robin wiped a tear and continued. ‘You two were the sweetest. "Wait, now? But your parents," I protested. "Not here right now," she smiled. "Are they ever home?" I asked. She laughed, "all the time, maybe you just have good timing." "Well what about Kesha," I said. Kesha answered that one, "what? you think I'm not going to join you?" I could only resist and play dumb for so long. My cock was rock solid in seconds as Desma pulled me into a kiss and worked my shirt off. Kesha meanwhile came up from behind pressing her already topless chest into my back and. I could hear her doing something and rubbing her hands together then the feeling of a warm lubed hand rubbing my arse I knew what was coming next as she gently slid a finger then two inside me. Like most guys I had experimented wit my bum but never had anyone do it to me and god damn was it horny and then it came, I could feel something big and hard pressing against me.What is that? Its my strap on and your going to take it like you're a sissy slut she said. Bracing myself I could feel her. As long I as am happy with you, your life will be pleasant and easy. Displease me and your life will not only be unpleasant, but it will be very short.’ Samantha may have been a peasant, but she was not a stupid girl. She had no illusions of her station in life, and she certainly was no virgin. A poor peasant girl couldn’t be. Her family had never had enough money for food. So, there had always been a farmer’s son, or an unhappily married baker, who would trade extra food, for Samantha’s.