What do you want to know?" Well, everybody watching knows your measurements and all that, let me get right to meat, of things, so to speak, no pun int...nded. How old were you when you lost your cherry?"It was obvious to Scott, and it must have been obvious to everyone watching, that the question caught her off guard. "I beg your pardon," she said as she became obviously flushed."How old were you the first time you got fucked?" Ray asked more coarsely."I was nineteen," she said so softly hearing. Dana was one of 3 young mistresses I’d basically taken on for several months now; Since we’d all met one time, While out on a jog – One of our mutual favorite pastimes. A pastime that I honestly couldn’t say whether or not their girls were doing as much these days – But I had not been; Namely because I’d been spending a much larger chunk of my free time lately engaging in another favorite pastime – Namely; Fucking – The 3 of them. Sometimes together; Sometimes separately. Lately, With Dana in. ” Said his sister over the phone. “No thanks, I am going to stay home and clean up. You have fun though.” After that his sister said bye and hung up. He opened the door up to find that it was already clean, so he started to wonder what his sister was worried about cleaning. Then he saw it, a small box that looked like a small treasure chest, and reached for it, knowing all along that his sister had bought it. But curiosity filled him up, and he slowly reached out for it. He grabbed and lifted. Ted knocked hard on the door, then banged harder. No answer. He banged again. No answer, again. Perfect, Ted thought. It was just as he had hoped.Ted looked over his shoulder, in case anyone else was watching. Not seeing anyone, he put his shoulder into the door, and it gave way.Ted ran in and called, "Come out, come out wherever you are!"He looked around quickly, but did not see the grandmother. It was a small apartment, only a kitchen and nook, a bedroom and a bathroom. Grandmother was not at.