Pure fun. With the guy I love, the way it’s meant to be.We kinda slept in Saturday morning, finally got up, packed and loaded the car because after ...oing lunch and an afternoon with Tommy’s family, we were due to head a hundred miles away to my home town.Just as well enjoy this. Here, I’m accepted. I guess it’s perception, okay? I mean, Tommy and I know my history but his family sees me simply as the girl that Tommy thought enough of to bring home and show off, preparatory to marriage.We walked. I was so nervous; not only was I was meeting someone for the frist time but I was also going to have sex for the frist time. I had never gone past kissing and this was alot more then that. I walked into Tim Horton's and saw a guy sitting alone; now I had never seen a picture of Paul so I had no idea what he really look liked. But when I walked in and looked over to him he gave me a sexy smile and I knew it was him. I walked over and asked "Are you Paul?" He said yes, I sat down and we talked. He called her to the centre of the room, both men looked at her. Strip she was told, she hesitated and her stepfather raised his hand. She did as she was told and stood there naked between two men. she was told to place herself over the other mans knee. They then took it in turns to spank her bottom, six each, it hurt bad. She was then told to stand with her legs open and to bend over a dining chair. her stepfather came behind her and sharply slapped her wide open pussy. It stung so bad she. I climb up the ladder and straddle his lap. Somewhere back in the recesses of my mind the sane, ever-rational, college student is screaming at the rest of me... “This is BILLY... ARE YOU CRAZY?” Yes, very possibly. Insane might describe it perfectly. I can feel his warmth through the thin wet cotton of my shirt. My breasts are pressed into Billy’s shirtless, hairless chest. His hands leave my face and wander down to my hips. We continue to kiss and I reach up and hug him closer. He may be.