Gah! Maybe I need an ad in the paper or a billboard or something. If they want to use my body they don’t need to ask. All they have to do is take it... I’m not looking for a boyfriend.Anyhow, I’m not a virgin. I left that club my senior year of high school and I liked it. I liked it a lot. But this was not Little Flower discovering the pleasures of love. No, this was Poor White Trash ravenous for the weekly gang molestation of which she’d become the willing and eager object. But one night out of. You simply pull down my bra and begin to suck on my hard pink nipples, while reaching around my back to caress my ass and pussy lips. My left leg curls around your waist, and my nails dig into your back as your fingertips probe my wet pussy. You cant wait any longer, and you fumble with your jeans, letting them drop to the floor. You free your dick through the slit in your boxers, and without further ceremony, push all 8 inches into my tight cunt. I scream as you take me, my right leg joining. It had taken about three seconds for a hard bulge to form in Bobby's pants, I noticed.Tina reached back to spread herself open, really showing off for Bobby."Check it out," she groaned provocatively.Bobby couldn't stop staring. And knowing that this slender, delicately built young beauty took my hard, thick eleven inches up that trim butt of hers, deep into her hot, humid rectum, nearly on a nightly basis, I'm sure was making Bobby demented with desire."You want to fuck it?" Tina drawled. My masculinity should be threatened. I knew that I didn't fancyeither of them. But Tom and I had been close for over fifteen years; we'dshared most of the significant moments of each other's lives. I might notfancy men, but I knew that of their type, Tom and Jude were hot. Tom wastall and broad and hairy - he'd never lost the physique he developedplaying rugby throughout school and university. He'd lost most of his hairthough, but sensibly had shaved the rest. He always seemed to have.