So ... what were they? If pressed, members might say they were Satanists (if, of course they could be got to admit the existence of the group at all o... their membership of it) but that would not be entirely accurate. Truthfully, most of them didn't believe in anything beyond this life, either good or bad. No ... the raison d'etre of the group was simply the sexual exploitation of young women.The young women – girls really – had always been easy enough to acquire. Once, it had been orphanages;. He apologized and started licking her cunt. He put his lips deep inside and I could hear mom moaning slowly. His head was locked by mom’s soft thigh which I got a chance to touch while traveling in a bus.He was holding her hips and throbbing his lips deep inside. I felt like joining them but my mom might not have allowed me to do so. I wanted to her pussy. I got a clear view when he got up. Her pussy was so clean and looked like a virgin’s pussy. It had nice flesh and was a little darker.It had. I had just crossed that line, from single digits, where a zero was added, and let's face it, in today's modern world, you are made to feel like your mother, especially between your legs, where your vagina's labia grow, being the only visible and physical change a girl can expect to witness on that particular organ of pleasure.For men, on the other hand, it just looks the same, an organ made for fucking and pumping sperm into, and at that particular time, when a girl is induced and reminded to. "As usual, Mom had a light supper ready for me when I came in from work, and she'd set a place at the kitchen table for our guest. After she'd assured Donna that it was no trouble and that there was plenty of food, we both sat down to eat."This is wonderful!" Donna Johnson told my mother. "I didn't have anything since lunch in Chicago, and my stomach was grumbling about it by the time the bus got here, but I was expecting to have another two hours on the eastbound Greyhound before I could eat.