I put my mouth over the head and sucked gently. The older man started sliding his dick up and down my soaked pussy lips. He would slide it a few times... then press the head against my slit a little, but not push it in. As he was doing this, I felt something warm and wet land in my butt crack. At first I thought he had came already, but his cock was against my clit. I realized he had just spit on my ass when his hands spread my cheeks and he pushed the head of his cock against my asshole. I. While you were not supposed to touch, tucking a bill into a g-string or garter required touching smooth skin on a girls stomach, thigh, or hip and I was getting horny.Between girls, I asked where Bob was. They told me and I asked how a college student has that kind of money. I was told that he was the heir to a vast business conglomerate. He reputedly had trust funds for college from each of his four grandparents. He had boasted one night that he would pay the tuition of every girl currently. I felt the cold down to my bones. It was the kind of frigid temperature that could kill a person within minutes. I swam down, further, deeper, into the darkness of her mind.Along the way, her memories flashed by, horrid visions of her past, her life. Vikkor or Victoria Lasarge was a woman with a horrible, scorned and tortured past. I watched and felt her pain.At six, she had been molested by her Uncle. Her father's brother watched her after school while her parents worked. At first, she had. Saturday was interesting. Susan and Rhonda were waiting for me, and so we went over to Cocoa Beach. It was somewhat crowded, because of the good waves, so we were just hanging out, and waiting for our next turn when I noticed that right at the end of the shore was a new condo complex that was just about finished. I could have woken up, and walked to the waves if I lived there. While I was thinking about it, Rhonda asked, "Don are you going to college or do you plan to just sell air filters for.