She was in love with Fred, but Eric's teenage cock made her limp with desire.She tossed her running clothes in the hamper wrapped herself in a robe an... walked down the hall to the big bathroom. The door to the room Eric was using was closed and her heart pounded. The boy was here with her. Alone. Only a few feet from where she stood.She forced herself to lock the bathroom door and turn on the shower. She stepped under the spray and luxuriated in the calming effects of the water.She lathered her. Behind the toilet block was a path leading to a small picnic area surrounded by trees.Mistress got out of the car and then let me out of the back. She then handed me an envelope and said, "Right slut I want you to mince across this car park in the most sluttish way you can and then go into the men's toilets, once in there go to one of the stalls and then open this envelope. Follow the instructions and remember we will be watching, any failure on your part will result in severe punishment."I did. His body pressed into the rear of hers, his hands on her stomach, his lips on her neck, her eyes on me in the mirror. I should look away but can't. She stares at me and smiles as she exposes a pert breast and moves his fingers to her nipple. She gasps as he pinches her sensitive, pierced flesh, never breaking her gaze but to signal where I should look next. I follow her mirrored line of sight to the hitched-up skirt bundled around a slender waist and see fingers circling the outside of red lace. . and he didn’t even get to fuck you. You are the worst kind of whore.”The third woman turned her so that they were facing each other. “You took me for six hundred and left me standing naked in a pool room at midnight.” She grabbed Ashley’s hair and said, “You ain’t got any money on you, but you at least still got your clothes.”The woman then pulled Ashley’s skirt and panties down in one swift motion. The men in the room, who had gathered around anticipating a cat fight, leaned forward to get a.