Mrs. McPherson's life insurance barely paid off the mortgage on the old house where Annie grew up. It wasn't enough for college, much less a private a...t school.Sometimes, Patrick didn't know how they had managed it, but when James was home on the weekends, he worked to repair the old place. He even turned one room into a private studio for Annie's use for her painting. James' engineering degree came in handy for remodeling the old house; one room at a time, one small step at a time. It took him. ”Yeah, baby, I’d like somebody to deflower me too. All I could think to say was, “And when and where is that supposed to happen?”“Well, right here, right now. I know, they’d say that I was sullying my virtue, but I don’t care.”If our cherries needed to be busted, I guess we can do that together.I was trying to process this when she unbuckled my pants and lowered them. She took out my cock – it was already erect from the make-out session – and she started to stroke me. My horny male biology took. In a few hours, a girl named P. Kaur (withholding her full name) sent me an email. We exchanged a few emails and I sent her my pic and asked for hers. She told me she is from a very conservative family, so she is reluctant to send a pic. She said she would instead meet me at a bar that evening in Dublin.I was a little late for our date, so when I reached the bar, she was already waiting for me. As soon as I saw her, I was dumbfounded by her beauty. She had long black hair, beautiful brown eyes. Joe greeted her, and led her around to the side entrance. ‘I’m sure you’d like to keep your anonymity from the guys, so I’ll bring you in through the side door, while everyone will be in the common room. No one will see you, and the only contact they’ll have with you is when you wrap your lips around their cocks, and slide that sexy mouth of yours down.’ Zoe breathed a small sigh of relief, she may have to suck off a load of horny guys, but at least they wouldn’t know who she was. She could.