If I chose to give birth now, even that weak support structure would not be available. I’d be alone.The questions haunted me around the clock and I ...new that I had to make the choice soon. I believed in the right to choose. I believed a young woman in my position should be able to control her own future and terminate an unwanted pregnancy. But I’d met this child. I’d cradled her in my arms and sang lullabies to her. I knew how she turned out. Of course, there was no guarantee that she’d turn. The laughter reached new levels, my face burned to rival my ass, as Ibegan to cry. More water was dumped on me to clean me off, and my assaultcontinued. By entire body was burning, my legs were sore from the heels,and I was a mess. Finally, Mistress Courtney flipped my skirt back downand untied me. "I would like to thank you all for helping us out. I do have a confessionto make though. We're not really in a sorority, and she's not really awoman," she said as she stood me up and lifted my skirt. "Looking back towards the house she realized the dinner date would have to wait till later, and she returned to her car, started it and backed out of the driveway and headed towards her appointment. If she'd looked in the window by the door she would've been shocked to see the spectacle of James and Samantha locked in place, with James' cock penetrating deeply into her best friend.Back inside the house James was indeed pushing his hard cock into Samantha once again. He still marveled at how. "As he spoke and as the girl fucked him with slow strokes he thought about how much he loved young pussy. The snug resilience of her sheath, the firmness of her growing boobs and the freshness of her delightfully young face sent great lustful thrills surging through his loins.Putting his hands behind her, underneath the firm cheeks of her butt, he lifted her slightly, pulling her off his shaft a couple of inches, before letting her firm and shapely body settle down again. Up and down she moved.