There was another door that was then opened and I was pushed inside a similar room. “Ok slut stand here” the one guy leading me said. I pleaded �...Please, I am sorry. I didn’t know the machine did that”. “Rules are if a slut partakes in the activity’s she is open season” one guy said. “Yeah we paid good money to be here and we follow the rules” said another. “Please” I begged again but the men started talking among themselves. I stood there hoping something would save me, praying something would. The spoils of war I thought as I fictitiously looked upon her as some kind of trophy. There was a long voyage to cross and my appetite was particular to the crusty love juice she had forming along her short tidy lips. This girl was of good stock, she was and will forever be the kind of breed that was built for sex. She had all the neighbor next door qualities that made her above average attractive without commanding the entire room with her presence. From my trained eye, good sex stock differs. "I could see that my use of a four-letter word shocked him for only amoment. The he replied, "You ain't the first white girl who wanted ablack cock in her. How old are you?" I'm not one to lie so I told himI was 11. "Man, that's awful young to start fuckin'," he said. Ismiled and replied, "Maybe so, but I want to find out what it's like.If we were to slide over into that tall grass no one could see us".The boy nodded, "Even though you only 11 you're a mighty pretty littlegirl, so I got me. Trying to focus her eyesight on the table lying inches from her nose, Myva raised her hand to the occupants of the table."'Scuse me you fucking delightful bitches. But do you wanna fuck?"When there was no response, Myva growled, still unable to raise her head and get a look at the rude patrons. "I asks you if you wanna fuck?"Myva felt a pair of strong hands lift her up from the table. Her head lolled into Bemma's giant bosom as the larger woman practically held her upright."Myva dear, there's.