.at least I thought so. I planned on walking out with aneasy 500 dollars. So, there I was, on the stretcher, being moved into aroom ahead, counting ...ackwards from ten...nine...eight...seven...ssssix...ff....I woke up in a large bed with pink veiling, baby pink satin bedsheets andcomforter, wearing matching satin panties and nightee. I sat up with someconfusion and felt my hair: long and blonde. That was odd. I saw I wasin a four-poster bed in the middle of a pink little girls room. I. Or at least very little does except they usually squirt on me while running up and down my slit." She sniffed.I put my other arm about her slim shoulders, and she looked up at me, a tear on her cheek."They are often embarrassed, full of excuses." Are you a virgin?" Oh no," she said, sitting up very straight, her young breasts poking out the filmy cloth of her shirred nightdress, upright nipples clearly defined, just mouth-sized, very hard, highly tempting. My palms itched. "Not since I was. The indefatigable Reiko had finally exhausted herself, her body a limp rag doll as I mercilessly pounded into her. And then her gasping stretched out into a long wail, ending with a whimper as her body exploded with pleasure, her limbs tensing up one last time as the orgasm rushed through her body.And then I finally let myself go, growling as I fired the stored up loads that had been building all night, emptying myself into her willing twat and mixing my juices in her already overflowing cunt.. "He wants you - stop that - to work on the fence, down there," she gestured, and I kissed her again and squeezed her plump boob since it was tumbling from her loose-fitting top like a ripe peach from an overfilled basket. We had been playing games ever since I took the job as farm laborer at this forlorn place on the edge of the city, and I suspected she was ready for some more serious action of a more long and meaty kind. Her father was a forthright Tory; her mother a vile termagant, her.