After a while she got out of her bath and decided to let the cool breeze on her balcony air dry her. Being on the 15th floor had its advantages in tha... no one could see her. In fact, tonight she did not care if anyone did. All she wanted to do was rest up and recharge. Her mind was racing and she wanted to get it under control. She opened her laptop to see if there was anything interesting on Craigslist. She loved to read those desperate people looking for sex on the site. She would laugh at. I was so wet and sticky. I savored the proof of our lovemaking as I rubbed at my pussy, exploring my labia. I tried to feel if I was different down there now that I had lost my virginity. I moaned about his cock as I stroked myself, sucking, bobbing my mouth and swirling my tongue.My labia felt more swollen, and my slit wasn't so tight, but opened by his cock. I pushed into my folds and didn't feel my hymen. No membrane of skin, full of little holes, covered the entrance to my pussy. I had used. He apologized for taking our mother away from us, and that he understood why William had left. It sounded sincere, it was tough to hate him after that. We signed some paperwork, and left. On the ride back to Bill’s house, we both decided that we had no feelings for him one way or the other. Sad. The next day, I flew back home. For the next month or so, everything got back to normal. Then within a two-week period I received two letters that would change the direction of my life forever. The. I pull my hand out, drag my fingers through your panting mouth, and firm my hand up on your throat from behind. ‘Your mind is mine.’ Four words. Leading you forward, I ease you down on the bed, savouring your whimper as I strip off your clothes. The hair on your cunt glistens in the piercing light, turning you on your back, I can’t help but notice the telltale pucker of your cunt lips as I cuff your legs wide. A whisper escapes your mouth. ‘Please, what are you…,’ but the sentence is rudely.