The next day Yolanda was with us again so nothing happened. The day after, she had sports practice and Dirk was waiting for me. I thought about walk...ng the other way but decided to go with him again. This time he drove down a small dirt road and parked in a field. "You still got your cherry, Little Slut?" "I broke it myself a couple months ago with the handle of my hair brush. I'll suck you again but you’re too big. I can't have sex with you. You would split me wide open." "I've fucked. And tyler, well he has no idea whats going onMikayla: i just payed him $100 to pretend to be my son, and he agreedLuna: W-why are you doing this?!Mikayla: because, i was hired too. its what i doLuna: H-hired?! Who hired you?Mikayla: well thats not for me to say, he said if i told you i would have to kill you. but i just want to do this part of what he hired me to doLuna: -blushes- Why does he want this?Mikayla: well lets just say, you hurt him and he hasn't forgotten *whips you again this time. Her family was there. She wouldn't have stayed, even if he'd asked her. But it was easy to imagine that she would have said yes, and that he could be lying in bed with her, making love, instead of building up calluses on his penis with his hand.About the only other thing he thought about was that, while he was in the war, he'd been saving lives, doing important work. Now, all he did was stitch up the odd wound, and set the occasional broken bone.Without Millie, he felt like his life was pretty. To be beckoned over with those fingers, still curled and wrinkled from your drenched pussy, and instructed to kneel between your legs, to worship at your altar and be offered a taste from your extended hand, taking both digits between my lips and savouring every inch of the sweet and savoury nectar they bring as I draw them to the back of my throat, to be handed a preview of just how good you taste, would cloud my senses, stoke the fire and make me impossibly hard. To inhale you deep, to run my.