Facelli led me deeper into his dark beachhouse. I may play the role of some innocent, naïve schoolgirl, but I’m tougher than that I told myself, ba...ishing the worry from my head. What could he do that hasn’t already been done anyway? Mr. Facelli’s beachhouse was, for all intents and purposes, my dreamhouse. Three stories of sheer glass walls, that sparkled silver in the daytime, and felt to glow even at night. The front door was less than ten feet from the warm sands of the Pacific Ocean. The. After a while he pulled out and his larger friend took his place, and gave her the same treatment. Finally they stopped so she could get a breath. She laid on the bed spread her legs, laughed and asked which one thought he was man enough to satisfy her. The one with the big dick told his buddy he better go first because he wouldn't do her any good if he fucked her first. I knew she could take a nice sized dick easy but this guy looked like he was trying to. I noticed that we didn’t get the “kid’s menu” they had given the others out in the dining room. We put in our order and found we had two glasses of wine on the house.This was Emily’s night, so I treated her like the most important person in the place. I gave her my arm as I escorted her to the women’s bathroom and the waited outside for her when she finished.From where I was waiting it wasn’t hard to hear the catty comments of the girls being complete bitches to her. I did like how she flatly. Only I had not told them I'd fell off on both of those things. What could I do but feel like a k**? I was still a virgin, too. When I was done, I looked in the mirror and actually liked what I saw. Being a 22-year old virgin actually seemed appropriate, now. I felt so vulnerable and innocent with my hairless cock on display. Rob began taking pictures of me with his phone. "This will be quite the souvenir." I asked him what else did he have in mind. I knew it couldn't be over. "Now, boy...you.