I did love women. I loved to have sex. I did only have that on my mind most of the time. I had many drinks and was feeling really good. I noticed a g...rl and a guy staring at me. Finally, she had the nerve to approach me. “I wondered if I could buy you a drink.” “Sure. The name's Al. What’s your name?” “Charlotte. Nice to meet you.” “My boyfriend and I saw you and wanted to talk with you.” “Where’s your boyfriend?” "He's right there. I could call him over." "Sure." A young attractive guy. She knew the dogs mounted each other all the time outside, shed seen them doing it, hed know what to do…she hoped. He began licking her, drinking up some of the juices that were flowing down her thighs. She gasped, his tongue was wet and rough at the same time. It felt nice though, and she closed her eyes and moaned when it flicked over her clit. She was actually feeling like she was getting closer and closer to orgasm…but the dog stopped. She turned around to see hed laid down and begun. She could feel Nina's abdominal muscles working as tremors of arousal kept passing through her."How are you, little slut? Still feeling full? I bet you want to come really badly. You want Gretchen to rub a finger on this little button, or lick it for a while, don't you?" She rubbed her thumb very lightly in a circle, just once; anything more might be too much."Please, Gretchen ... please make me come ... please ... why are you doing this?" It's all part of your training. You need to learn some. He pushed into me further, and I let out and, he could then tell it was hurting me. “You doing okay?” “Yeah,” I said. It just hurt. A lot. “Just thrust into me, please. Get the pain over with.” I had always been a pussy with pain. Ironic? “Alli, that’s going to hurt.” “And this right now does…” “Fair enough. Remember pain becomes pleasure.” I nodded and looked into his eyes. He pulled out a bit and thrust himself into me completely. I let out a scream and lay under him, gasping, and cursing,.