Maries eyes were red and tears dripped down her cheeks but she stayed silent as instructed. The stiff posture collar kept her head turned upward, the ...ears running into her ears and down her neck. There were pools in the spots where her hands rested on the collar, fingers clasped tightly behind her neck. Get up and move backward an inch, Lora said casually, dipping the scoop into the can again. A quiet sob escaped Maries lips as she struggled to lift her knees. Her legs wouldnt respond for. My parents were very Victorian in their upbringing or maybe I should say my mother was. I can’t say that I felt any paternal or maternal feelings from either of them, ever. They were just mummy and daddy. When mummy died suddenly, it hit me quite hard. The sense of freedom just overwhelmed me I suppose. I started going out to pubs and drinking, not too much but enough to blind my judgement to one of the students who took advantage enough to take my virginity. He hung around long enough for me. Your so lush and sexy’ Bending forward, his arms snaking around her waist he pulled her towards him, to nestle between his spread out thighs, and bowing down he burrowed his head in her soft flesh, kissing the small stretch marks that ran down her belly, before his tongue plunged into her navel, swirling around it before he gently bit down on her skin. Warmth spread down between her thighs to pool in her groin, as small butterflies started to flutter inside her behind the area where his clever. There were two people behind the counter: a man with a similar build as the muscular man he’d seen in the convertible before, and a black woman who was leaned over the counter, her huge tits spilling onto it as the man continuously plowed the woman’s round ass. Between the two of them, the only article of clothing they had was the skimpy bikini top that did basically nothing to cover the woman’s breasts, the little triangles of the fabric residing over her nipples and little else as the straps.