.. Turning... Me... Into... A.... Fag...” I grunted out each word with each thrust. Even as he writhed for more of my cock he still had the gall to ...how me cheek.“You fucking love being a fag, Uncle Jake. I bet you've never fucked a bitch with a pussy this tight.” It was true, though I wasn't going to tell the little fucker that. His ass seemed to ripple around my dick, pulling it in until I was sure I was spearing his guts to hell. I eventually let his hips go, leaning down further to get. Mister Smythe told him, he was done.The older man came in, he was staring at me, legs spread and cum and some blood dripping from my freshly fucked pussy. He hurriedly thanked Miss Maggie then immediately came over and dove between my legs and started licking my pussy. (I didn’t know at the time, but men pay a lot of money to lick up a the hymen of a virgin girl.)He licked all around, deep inside me, he even tongued my asshole. He turned to Miss Maggie and asked if he could fuck me? She said. She walked to the stairs and called for Amber. All three hustled down the stairs. I made the introductions and offered to help Amy as the three girls sat at the table.A few minutes later the rolls were out of the oven and into a bowl that was covered with a cloth napkin. Then Amy began to scoop hearty servings of stew that I carried to the table. Chrissy spoke up once we were all seated. “Could we say a blessing, Amy? We started when you-know-who left us and we do it every night. I climbed in my car, not worrying if the neighbors saw me. They would just assume that it was my sister or my mom. I started the car and drove off.Four hours later, I walked back into the house with my fingernails a ruby red and my hair done in a French braid. Looking in the mirror in the bathroom, I knew that it was worth the $100 I had spent. I took my dress and pantyhose off and slid into a nightie that my sister liked to wear all the time and got into bed. Lying there on her bed under the.