My final encounter was not a daddy but a daddy's daddy, my boyfriend's then grandfather. There was something that a lot of young girls don't readily a...mit too, as a sexual fantasy, are dirty old men and their young fresh bodies being sexually abused, not in a physical sense of the meaning, but more emotional and in the head.I always had a fantasy whenever I started masturbating as a girl and it always involved older men using me like a condom, and in numbers, minimum three to four were. She was 5’ 8” and had thick, naturally blond hair. She was slim and well proportioned. I thought she was the most incredible woman I’d ever seen and was smitten instantly. But it was her personality that really drew me in. She could charm you with a simple smile and her laughter caused everyone in the room to laugh along with her. She was the center of attention without being obnoxious or pretentious. I thought I had met the perfect girl. We had several classes together and our dorms were side. We were both ready for sex at this stage and horny as hell. I laid my passenger seat right back to almost horizontal and Hunter got out the drivers side to come around and join me. At that very moment, another car pulled into the picnic area and two guys with fishing rods got out. “Shit Hunter, we can’t do it here with those guys around. Let’s lock up the car and walk across the stream and go into the paddock further down stream.” “Good idea Tammy.” We then readjusted our clothes and locked. It was kind of a bit weird,” I blushed.“Weird? How so? Did I have horns and a tail or something? Your horny little She-Devil?” she asked as she smirked and purred at the same time.“No, you kept changing into CC as I was fucking you. It went back and forth between you two the whole time that we were having sex. I’m sorry, Babe,” I mumbled, shrugging apologetically while averting my eyes in shame.Amber started laughing at me, “Davey, I’m not some psycho bitch who thinks you can control your.