”“M-my hot, little vag—”“Cunt!” My finger pressed upward. I felt something resisting across the opening of her pussy. Her hymen. “Say th... proper words. Pay attention to my lesson.”“Cunt!” She gasped, her face so red from saying those words. It made my dick ache so badly, the tip begging to be in her. “My hot, little cunt n-needs your big c-cock in it.”“Your virgin cunt, you little schoolgirl-slut?” I leaned down, rubbing on her pussy, my lips inches from hers. “Because that’s what you are now.. I was no fool, so I had worn a tight t-shirt, a jean jacket and a black mini-skirt. I was also pretty made up and I knew it would make things easy in getting a ride, not that it would be hard for a sixteen year old girl like me to get a ride anyway. And within a few minutes, a van pulled over and offered me a lift. I looked in and it was a man in his mid-40's and from what I could see he appeared to have dark hair with some grey and he looked like he would be on the tall side. "Need a. A rather respectable size, and I hoped they could make it work. We then drove around town for a while, We had lunch at Dead Steer, and of course I had finger steaks. I actually finished two orders, it had been over a year since I had any.We drove over to the park, and were walking hand in hand and Kim had her head on my shoulder when I noticed an older gal looking daggers at us. “Kim, who’s that?” I asked.“Oh, that’s Mrs. Amos. She goes to our church, I bet she thinks you’re my secret lover!. It was a warm spring morning I called Dale and asked if she would be available for a computer class she was available and happy that I would be teaching her. Dale was about 55 divorced a few times and a bit overweight but she had a joyful attitude despite her recent situation. I drove over and met her at her place when I walked in Dale was dressed in loose shorts and a halter top I mentioned to her how nice she looked and that it appeared she had lost some weight recently. She thanked me for.