She looked me and said, "You mean 'this whorehouse'?" I said that I hadn't wanted to put it that way but yes. She said that was a long story and to as... her that over breakfast next Saturday. I guess she figured I'd be there.Chapter FourSo our relationship changed. I was seeing Rita, mostly on Saturday mornings. Gradually it became a sort of routine. I'd get there about 10:00 AM and Mrs. Babcock would let me in and I'd help them make breakfast and we'd all three pitch in and eat it. Then I'd. ." Mr.Patterson raised his left and, cupping Wendy's right breast, his hand barely large enough for it, squeezed it, rubbed it, pushed against her nipple. Wendy groaned and he said "..to make sure you dont get raped by any more mexicans" he laughed again and leaned forward, putting his mouth against hers, Mr.Patterson kissed Wendy deeply , sucking her lips, his mouth rough, his face sharp with whiskers of a growing beard, his tongue tasted of hard liquor as he pushed against her tongue, when he. I’ve been sucking cock and eating cum since i was eleven. I’ve been riding and being ridden since i was fourteen. I’m now in this relationship with a woman and am into being faithful and true and all that but sometimes a girl just wants some cock and just has to have it and the more of it and the nastier it is the better too. I favor anonymous sex. I don’t like to know or see who i’m sucking or fucking or who’s doing the same to me. And sometimes i like it rough too.My work gives me the. "Oh, I had a lot a'boy friends, lots a'swains mooning about." You did?" I asked raising an eyebrow. "You're kind of young." Uh huh, an' paw always thought we was doin' wrong out there." Were you?" I asked."Sometimes," she said, "one or two of the older boys showed me how to do it up in the loft and out behind a hayrick. It was fun, mostly." Wasn't there one you'd like to marry up with?" I asked, feeling very paternal instead of my usual predatory self."No, uh uh, we was just playing. Lord, I'm,.