She even let me hold her hand as we walked back to my car. She wasn’t hungry but I was, so I asked her if we could run to my apartment for some foo.... She nodded and said Okay. ‘But you’re not thinking of getting in my pants, are you? The last guy who succeeded, got his face caved in by my brother.’ Hmmm. So, she was NOT a virgin, and it WAS possible to get in her pants. But not likely. I thought about Bruce. Not bloody likely at all. My cheap, shabby apartment: I pulled some leftovers from. Well away from the church, he waited until, a little over an hour later, she emerged, spoke briefly to a few people, and walked home.At 2:30, he followed her when she left by car, drove to the center of the historic district, parked and entered a large, very old two-story residence. He waited in his car until a little before 3, when she emerged with an elderly couple, two additional portly, balding men who appeared to be in their late forties, and a tall, thin, middle-aged woman, incongruously. As my panty slipped off my thighs, you should, have seen his face. His eyes were shinning and licking his lips as he stared at my pussy. “ you can kiss mummy’s pussy if you want” I said. He didn’t need a second reminder…and plunged his face in- kissing , slobbering and eating. No finesse or art, just raw eating. I pushed him back “ enough”I went and laid down on the bed..he was still on his knees. Not knowing what was happening and i was enjoying all the hold I was having over him.Come here- i. It went on for weeks like this. I would beg for him to show me his cock. What a scene that must have been! This young k**, begging to touch, begging just to see, this grown man's cock.My lust for him grew, I wanted to feel it, to taste it, to have it in my mouth. He always refused. I would get on my knees in front of him, "please let me suck your cock" I'd say. "Please, please, I want your dick so bad" still he never let me.One afternoon, I was desperate for it. I went to his bedroom and.