But tell me, what do you, in a perfect situation, see happening to you?" I just want to be pushed beyond my limits. I want to be fucked and used in ev...ry imaginable way in order to please you all. I love being used. I don't know why it is that I do, but I just love it. It seems that the more degrading, the more humiliating, the better it is for me. I know it may sound weird, but I almost like being treated like an object. I enjoy being treated like a girl, or more specifically, like a slut.. As his lips trailed down her sensitive skin his hand moved up her stomach toward her breasts."Thomas, no," she gasped, but she didn't move to stop him.His hand moved closer."No, no, no, Thomas," she gasped but still did nothing to stop him.His fingertips moved under the lower part of her blouse and she gasped. Her breathing increased. His fingers crawled higher across the underside of her breast.Grace could feel Thomas' dripping cock touch her leg and she knew that the crotch of her shorts. My foot landed and sank through the virgin covering to hit hard, jagged soil beneath throwing me off balance.My naked arms and boobs windmilled as I fell and a sharp pain cracked in my ankle. I readied to fall into the snow only to be caught from another man from the side. The chaser from behind caught me at the same time, and they quickly bundled me up and dragged me back into the woodland.I went to scream only to find my mouth covered by a glove covered hand. As soon as my captors got me deep. . about all we did for amusement was fuck.” With a very warm smile she continued, “And you know what? I was actually a virgin until our marriage four months ago. Honest! But now...” Her voice trailed off as her pelvis began to spasm in its first orgasm. Then she screamed, “Oh Steve! Fuck my ass off! It feels so great... !” Then she screamed again as another orgasm overcame her. Meanwhile Steve was just moving in and out with the longest possible strokes, just changing his tempo enough to keep.