The rubbing of my stomach was very slow and sensual, my boobs weren’t being stroked, just held with her other hand, yet my hard nipple testified tha... it still aroused me for reasons I cannot to this day understand, as her left hand slowly drifted lower she finally reached my undies. Her fingers deftly squirmed under them and then her hand stopped. I could feel the warmth of her palm, just above my vagina her rude finger a mere millimetre from my slit, the warmth of her palm, made me get hotter. I discovered the joys of flashing when I came across a guy having a wank as I approached him down a path in our local park. I don't think he was prepared for my slowing down, or lifting of my school uniform dress, to show my lack of underwear, and bald pussy, or for our eventual walk into the undergrowth, where he successfully tore open my hymen and filled my pussy with his semen.Flashing became my vocation, not just doing it, but doing it in such a way, my innocence made it all the more. It was a painful procedure, not like donating blood or even a kidney. Hole after hole was drilled into his hips and the marrow sucked out. That part was at least done while he slept but the deep achy pain in his bones would last for days. Allison thanked him. Greg wanted to thank him but the donor preferred to remain anonymous. She had gone to Greg’s room to tell him that. He had shrugged, said he understood. He had on the ubiquitous baggy yellow PJ bottoms younger male patients wore in lieu of. It felt like a gooey mess, but it was such a turn-on feeling my asshole so gaped. I could literally stick two of my fingers in there without touching the sides. I put four fingers in there, however, and scooped out some of my brother’s still warm cum, and put it in my mouth licking it off my fingers.It was ass cum, and I loved it. I stood up, and cum was dripping out of my used ass. I had to feel the inside of my asshole again, standing. Still so open. So easy to stick four fingers in there. I.