He said very quietly with a small smile. I am I whispered back. Then with those words he leaned to me and kissed me and it was the greatest feeling of...my life up to that point. I could feel the electricity that jumped between our lips as they met. As the intensity of our kissing steadily increased we both fell slowly to the rock on which we lay and before I knew it I was on top of him. While we kissed I ran my hand slowly through his hair and I could smell its sweet smell. Soon I could feel my. She was the girl who got me started trying to figure out who is behind the extortion and rape. When Ashanti and Debora, two more of our friends, tried to help her, against my advice, they too were raped. We still see them at school, but we never get to talk to them, not even to say hi. They are entirely under the control of the jocks.They kept pushing Jen to do more and more until she was kicked out of her parents’ house. Now she lives with Mr. Couture and has no reprieve from the abuse.“I need. He slipped a second finger in, and then sucked the skin over her nub. She caught her breath, and then he felt the walls of her pussy clamp down on his finger, spasm after spasm as she quaked. Her channel was flooded with her moisture, and she pushed her hips into his face. Finally she slumped on the bed, gasping for breath.He kissed the base of her tummy—she'd taught him that a girl could be very sensitive down there in the moments after a climax—and then worked his way up her young body. He. I need time to get some things ready for work tomorrow. Brenda begged him to stay. She said that he could use his father’s office to get ready for work. Long story short, they stayed that night also and by the time I was finished with Brenda the next morning, she was one of my three holed sluts.”Cynthia had a confused look on her face. She asked, “Three holed slut? What is that?”I smiled at Cynthia, “I own each of her holes, her mouth, her vaginal cavity and her ass. I don’t have to ask.