I can’t pay the mortgage now or later. I need a place to live!”Oh shit. This was worse than I expected. We talked for an nearly an hour and I fina...ly said those horrible words, “You can come and live with me.”It was settled. A month later Chris had sold everything she could and bought a plane ticket south. I met her at the airport. By now I hadn’t seen Chris in seven months, but I didn’t expect her to have changed so much in such a short time. She had cut her shoulder length hair to a short,. With much reluctance, and some favors promised, I finally consented.Afterwards I heard the details. Apparently, modeling the first outfit was going as expected, but when one of her co-workers offered $100 to the charity if she modeled the other outfits without the under garments, she gave in to pressure from the crowd and agreed to lose the bra and thong for the next outfit. While modeling the 2nd outfit the bar owner turned on spot lights that shined up from underneath and behind. She said it. But I loved fantasizing about him popping my cherry with that huge, veined cock. That was taboo and I guess that just made it more enticing. In my fantasies, uncle Steve slipped it in and it didn't really hurt much. In reality, there was no way that monster dick could fit inside of me.I wanted to wait for a boy my age. Plus, if I went back home and I was no longer a virgin, Ricky would know something happened on this trip. I couldn’t tell him this dirty little secret. This secret had to stay. I reached down and started to jerk myself off as he fucked my ass steadily. My strokes were matching his strokes and I pressed back in time with his thrusts, he was moaning and breathing hard. I could tell he was close. I was getting closer, but not as fast as he was. Soon he gripped my hips tightly and thrust himself as deep as he could go, and I could feel a warmth spread inside of me as his cum filled me, flowing from his cock deep inside my ass. I used my muscles to grip him over and over,.