"Just relax. I think I can get your confidence up a bit," Jenna replied.How would she do that? By feeling me up a bit. She began rubbing my boobs a bi.... Oddly enough, I didn't stop her."Masturbating. Thinking about a guy plowing you, just isn't enough. Don't lie, I know you, Rachel. You masturbate. Four or five times a day?" Jenna wondered."Maybe," I replied hesitantly.She just smiled, as I looked down."That's nothing to be embarrassed about. Believe it or not, I used to rub my pussy raw. I did. The owner pulled his cock out, and roughly pulled my head up by the hair again."You want it inside you don't you, bitch? You little slut, you want to feel the cocks of real men inside you, don't you?" he asked."Yes, make me yours! I want all your dicks. Make me your bitch!" I said as I rubbed my eager asshole against that fuck tool. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to be fucked.Suddenly I could feel it push into me, penetrating me, stretching me, moving deeper and deeper inside me. I gritted my. I said: "Well, I don't mind if men do it together, and everyone should do what they like". looking at the photos, I got a bulge in my pants, which he must have noticed.because suddenly I felt his hand caress my thigh. he whispered in my ear: "don't worry, let yourself go and enjoy it". I was petrified and had a lump in my throat.then he came into my crotch, and with his hand caresses the bulge in my pants. then he opened my zipper and took out my already excited cock. "oh, it's already stiff,. Finally she slammed the door shut lockedit and ran to her room.She actually managed to get onto her bed and takeher pants off before she could no longer resist, her hand dove for her softfolds hidden beneath her already wet panties. Two screaming orgasms later shefinally calmed down enough to realize she was hungry, and ordered a pizza.Going down stairs she intended to pass the timeby watching some TV. The mundane antics of even her favorite show could nothold her interest, however, not in.