I remember listening to a radio talk show host telling her audience that a woman’s virtue and integrity are the only things she can protect that don...��t cost a single red cent or take a moments effort. Thinking back on that now I know that is true and sage advice for every young girl or woman. I lost my virtue when I was a young teen, stoned half out of my mind and stripped naked on the bed of a neighbor twice my age. A man with carnal lust on his mind and no inhibitions and constraints to hold. I lightly sucked and sucked all while working his now rock hard shaft with my hand. Massaging from the tip of his helmet down to the base and right back up again.I even explored my tongue down from his balls and taint, and gave his tight arsehole a gentle lick. So tasty!He just grabbed my hair and sighed happily as I then worked my tongue back up his balls, then his shaft and clamping my mouth tight around his big thick delicious helmet. I then took him deep into my mouth, his helmet tickling. Whatever stiffness that Sharon had rubbed into his cock back in the club was instantly deflated."Why are you following me?" demanded the vampire hunter, a dangerous expression on his face."What?" replied Sharon. "This must be some mistake."Damon pumped the shotgun, loading a shell. "I'm not going to ask twice," he warned.Sharon swallowed. "We were just coming down here to fuck." I don't think so," said Damon coldly. He started to raise the barrel of the shotgun up towards them."Oh shit,". Laurel secured her lute to her pack, then with a wave to Izzie she was gone. Laurel knew she was arriving a little early for the gathering but she wanted to find a place to setup her fire pit showing that spot had already been chosen, if it was as crowded as the last gathering she had attended she wanted her spot picked out ahead of time. Laurel found a small secluded spot, she setup her fire pit, laid out her bedroll then went to wander around. Frowning Laurel didn't see any booths with.