My forehead was one big lump, somethingfelt crunchy when I slightly squeezed the bridge of my nose. My back wastingly from the hot water, I was proba...ly burned slightly. I hesitatedand spread my legs slightly, reaching to feel the condition of myasshole. It was tender and a little raw from the rubbing, but I wasn'tbleeding. I grabbed my towel, wrapped it tightly around my waist, walkedout to my bedroom and sat down on the bed, staring at the floor.Eventually I reached over to the nightstand. Who am I among other intimacy craved beings, but that doesn't matter. I'm here to share my story. I was a waitress at a diner a couple years back, and we mostly saw the regulars, older couples and teenagers who had nothing else to do but loiter and eat. I was switched to the late shift, which didn't really matter because I had no husband or c***dren, and I commanded my own hours. One night, I was the only waitress working the late shift, and our cook, Chet, was out sleeping in his car, telling. My sinful summer had come to an end and I was now on the precipice of a new and more terrifying adventure; the 11th grade in a public school. I had been to nothing but the most elite private boarding schools all my life until I moved in with Momma. I was used to snooty elitism and everyone with too much money, an entire social spectrum was mind boggling to me.My new best friend Faith ( O’Reilly) assured me there was nothing to fear, that she knew everyone that mattered in the school we were. Jenny sighed with pleasure. Mike attacked her breasts with a vengeance, kissing, licking, sucking and biting her soft large breasts. He bit down on her nipples while squeezing her breasts. He held them in his hands, teasing and sucking on every inch of them. She moaned with lust, her pussy now soaking wet. “Oh my God, you are so sexy,” whispered Mike. Mike slid down farther, his now rigid cock lying right on her puffy pussy lips. Jenny moved back and forth trying to will his cock inside of.