I must have looked like an ice cream sandwich , me a little white Canadian woman between two big black men. Marc started out and not even 30 seconds l...ter one guy put his arm around me and pulled me close, I said hey knock it off but wouldn't let go. Marc was about to protest when Lamont pulls out a knife and tells him that if I didn't behave he was going to cut us up. I instantly realized the dilemma we were in and had already resolved to my fate. Now even though I had started out being a. I kept in touch with granddad by phone, the internet was not big at that time, and would often masturbate for him while we talked, on one of these chats mum had come into my room wanting to talk to granddad as she talked she put her fingers along my wet slit and fingered me to an amazing orgasm telling granddad everything she was doing which made me even wetter. I always cried when I got off the phone but also as per granddads orders masturbated yet again thinking of him touching and fucking. All people were noticing a wet girl in the bright sun and erect nipples. I ran and took an auto back home. Mom was there and dad had gone to the office she was worried about me. I said I am fine. I was soaked in. So I didn’t care to go to my bedroom but slid off my jeans and t-shirt and gave it to my mom for washing from the hall itself and started walking back to my room. I was in awe when saw Anurag coming down the stairs. He was my mom’s student as she gave tuition to some 10th graders. I. I had also enjoyed a few glasses of wine while I was in thebubble bath, so my inhibitions were down when I finally opened my phone."Hello, Emshoninque," the message read. "I had the good fortune to runacross some of your stories on Fictionmania.tv. I must say that Ithoroughly enjoyed your latest work, so much so that I went back andread several of your previous efforts. I found your email address in oneof your stories, and thought that I would send you a quick note ofappreciation." Damn, gurl,.