" Good idea, Mum."At home, she left me to pour our drinks whilst she went to change. It was a beautiful evening and in spite of John's passing, I felt...good. I'd never before been happy with any of the foster parents I'd had and although they'd all done their best for me, I always felt like an outsider. Here though was different. I felt at home!"This belonged to someone who said he wanted to marry me," she said behind me and I turned to see her standing there smiling at me in just an oversized. "Excuse Mary, please, Tanya. She's enthusiastic about everything she does ... as I guess you've found out." Yes, ma'am. She practically dragged me down here. And I have no idea what this is about." Call me Sandi ... what this is about is a new program we're setting up."Sandi then described our concept of finding young women who realized they had made wrong choices in their teens and giving them a second chance while they were still young.Tanya listened politely but you could see in her face. .. she remembered Annie Purcell, and what Jean Blakely had unwittingly told them the night before! Slowly, but intentionally, she raised her long legs, drawing them back to luridly present her nakedly exposed, young loins before the vicious brute. She even undulated them teasingly, as if she were offering them to a man, feeling the warm mud her urine and the earth had mushed beneath her lower, naked back!God almighty! He'd kill her! Between them, they'd tear her to pieces! Uncontrollably, she. The other cheerleaders would chant, "Lick that pussy, lick that twat, use your tongue, and do not stop!" All 3 were very tentative at first, but at least gradually developed a steady rhythm. They just licked and slurped my whole slit from bottom to top. With each lick, their tongues slithered across the opening to my love hole, caught a bit of my inner labia lips, and ran over my clit. With 3 of them doing basically the same thing, it did have a cumulative effect on me. It felt wonderful and a.