I did not sell my body. Mrs. Wilson did. And you bought me, knowing you were making mea whore, before I realized that was what I wouldbecome." Mari... began to cry. "Please, don't sendme back."George paced the room and seethed, mutteringangrily. Then he stood still and said, "I really havenothing to complain about. I conclude that it is Iwho have wronged you, Marie. In a sense, I amrelieved, for I did have moral qualms aboutdebauching an innocent child. Now, you are achild no longer,. He stepped up next to her and bent over to take a look.As he leaned in to look, his arm brushed her tit, which senta shock wave through her body, simultaneously; she noticedhis cock start to strain his pants. Frightened, she stepped back, and as she did, he moved closer! Her first thought was why, why was her pussy gettingso wet? As he moved closer, she could feel her nipples harden.As he reached out, he tore her blouse off, and her massivetits spilled out. Upon seeing them, he bent over and. She looked up at his handsome face, and felt his strong arms. It pained her to think how different things could have been. They kissed again, more deeply, passionately. Mary liked it. She convinced herself, this is what she needed to do. It that made it easier… easier for her to like it. John pressed his hand to her breast, tenderly squeezing. Mary couldn’t help herself, she couldn’t help but like it, she moaned, it felt good. It had been so long since a man had touched her like that, and. I grabbed some vodka from the drink cabinet as Kelly put some ice into two glasses. I found cranberry juice in the fridge door and was pouring it in when the doorbell rang. ‘I’ll get it,’ Kelly said and skipped down the stairs. ‘Watch you don’t fall out of that swimsuit,’ I called with a smile. I looked at the clock and wondered who would be calling in at eight thirty unannounced. I could hear Kelly’s voice, and another as well but couldn’t make out what was being said. Then Kelly appeared on.