‘Do I hear 6? 7? 8?’ The amount rose briskly in $100 increments until the bidding for Faith’s virginity had just topped the $2000 mark. A voice ...ang out from the doorway. ‘Stop!’ Having convinced the doorman that he had an urgent message for his father, Brad had gained entry into the hall. ‘This auction is a fraud! Before you men consider how much you are willing to pay for the virginity of these girls, I have to warn you that they are not virgins.’ ‘What! I don’t believe this. These girls are. Her metabolism kicked in at about age 11, her baby fat was completely gone and she shot up about a foot by age 13, and before she knew it she was 18 and a beautiful young woman. She graduated high school and decided that a visit back to Trimbridge was in order. When she arrived she was surprised to see that so little had changed. Other than a burger joint and a Fashion Bug time had stood still. She remembered every street and all her neighbors and even most of the store and restaurant owners. I think he knew what to do, he bent forward, putting his hands on my work desk and his arse parted in front of my face. I was in heaven, filled with adrenaline having not ever experiencing anything close to this. His small bum hole was visible, and I pushed my head forwards and let my tongue rest against it. Fred moaned, and I started licking, circling my tongue around the rim and lapping up and down. Pulling my face away I gave his arse a little slap, which he grinned at, before I went in. The head reached her cervix causing Joan to stop with the cock pressed against its wall. She tired to relax and rotate her pelvis causing the wall to be massaged by the large head. Her wall softened to accept the contact as a greater sense of pleasure not discomfort drove her to move more urgently against this large beast of a man. As Joan’s movement became more frenzied her partner clasp her hips with his hands and began slow rhythmic thrusting inside her the large cock now repeatedly.