?She had led thegirl to the kitchen table and sat her down, sitting down across from her. Samantha always found this part exciting, building the antic...pation, seeing thefear and submissiveness in the eyes of one of Jenny's sluts.?"You knowwhy I'm here."?"Yes,Mistress."?"Why?"?"So that Imay demonstrate my obedience to my Mistress."?"And how areyou going to do that, slut?"?"By lettingyou use me in any way you wish, Mistress."?Samantha hadsmiled, a predatory smile. "Did you know that Jenny. “Are you sure, Rachel? We don’t have to.”“I want to, Mark. I want you to be my first,” I murmured and leaned down to kiss him.His arms wrapped around me and he kissed me harder; the only sign to how much restraint he was using with me. He moved suddenly rolling us over, so I was on my back, and he was on top of me.“You have no idea how long I have wanted you.” His lips left burning little kisses down my jaw and to my neck, kissing down it to my chest. My hands moved up his body and into his. I had no mercy on her and fucked he as hard as I could. This bitch had a hot tight man cunt. While I was fucking her a pervert came up and tried to push his cock in her mouth and when it slipped in and started fucking her mouth, I told her to bite it hard, he was so into the bow job that he didn't hear me tell her. When she did it, he pulled his small dick out of her mouth, he call her a bitch and went to punch her in head. I stopped fucking and said yeah she's my bitch and if you touch her. The soldiers had returned from the war and businesses were expanding rapidly. Mary Ann had an older sister named Beatrice who had married Silas Greenfield, a soldier stationed at Fort Des Moines, just before Japan had surrendered. He’d been reassigned to Fort Bragg in North Carolina and Beatriz had followed him and set up housekeeping for them in Fayetteville.Living at home meant Mary Ann could contribute to the household budget, making things easier for her father. She got a job in a.