“Oh Tommy, honey, that’s all I needed to hear,” she said, grabbing me and pulling me into one of the most heartfelt, passionate, and honest kiss...s I have ever had. She’d poured her heart out and put her feelings on the line and I hadn’t disappointed her. I had been open and honest and didn’t try to tell her what something just to get in good with her. I meant every word I had said and she accepted what I told her happily.“Tommy, baby, I want to be your puta. I want to be your slut, your whore…. I was obsessed by the pervert idea of making love with her, but was also scared in case she refused and told my mother. Each time I saw her I thought of what should I do to convince her. I was 18, Jan 14 she was short and slim, she looked like a twelve year old girl.We were five in the family 3 boys and 2 girls, I was number 4. My father already passed away, my elder sister already married lived on a sugar estate far from us, my brothers in the army were sent to Kenya for six months, so at home. I had arranged icy refreshments at arm's length, and even had parked my binoculars on the coffee table. I was still debating whether using the binoculars would be crossing the line. But I'd withhold judgment until I saw how badly I wanted to cross some lines.I had thought of everything. I was even dressed for the occasion -- in oversized shorts and no underwear. I had room to grow as a man.Molly and Sarah puttered around, setting up their chairs and spreading extra towels on them. They were. Fat cocks forced into the sluts mouth. Long cocks forced down the bitches throat. Cocks for Tanya to stroke. Cocks for Tanya to beg for. Cum spewing. Spunk gushing. Cocks. And cum the cocks did. There had been no hurry. Everyone had time. The little bitch Tanya wasn't going anywhere, the slut was there for their cum and they gave it to her. Men fucked Tanya's mouth filling it with their cum. Men fucked Tanya's throat making her gag, coating her tonsils with more creamy cum. Men casually spurted.