I turned around, lying on my side, with my face towards the door. ’Yeh,’ I said, ‘That’s a shame’. ‘A real shame’. She caught me a goo... one right in the back, between the frame of the rib cage. That absorbed most of the blow, but it jolted me forward. Instinctively, I grabbed for her arms as she tried to punch into my face, dig her nails into my eyes. I dragged her on top of me. She tried to knee me in the balls, but caught the top of my leg. I didn’t know what to do with her. She was a. I confess it was not my ‘cup of tea’ however, I did not want to miss out. Of course, all being students money was short, and tickets were expensive.I had just turned twenty-one at the time.Knowing that I was a free spirit with the boys, one of my friends suggested that a great way to pay for the tickets would be to charge guys to come and fuck me. I initially laughed at the idea; Enjoying the company of lots of guys was one thing, becoming a total whore and someone paying me for sex was. “Wha...” I said, not able to form the word ‘what.’ “Why are you shaking me?” How can I be in this unfamiliar dorm room when I was just on the plane with Colette and my mother? Could it REALLY have been a dream? It was so REAL ... so real that I sensed the feeling of something wet and warm on my bare chest—I could even smell the musky aroma of my jizz.“Your moaning woke me up mate,” Ryan said. “When you started yelling, NO, NO MOM, I’M GONNA...” He stopped and shook his head. “I don’t even want. The girth of my cock stretching your lips wide open... as I pull out, you shake your head trying to get air... my hands gripping your hair as I give you a few seconds, then force my huge cock back into your face... faster... starting to fuck your face... the way you deserve it... like the slut you are... your body rolling, held back by the ties...you are a horny little slut, and I know what you need... if you're a good little cunt then you just might get what you need... later... ;)my mouth.