Of course I wasn't sure what was going to happen but I soon found out. Bev, Mrs. Anderson's first name, pulled me close and gave me my first lesson in...French kissing. As our tongues dueled I felt her hand snake between our bodies and begin rubbing the swollen front of my pants. As I became more aroused and nearly to full erection her fingers grasped my penis from outside my pants and her hand moved up and down. Now I already knew how to masturbate and she was doing just that. Then her fingers. Don't you think it should take more than 27 minutes to destroy everything it had taken that long to create?It has never seemed right, or even possible that so much damage could have happened in so little time, or that there was absolutely nothing positive about those fleeting moments. In less time than it takes to watch the silliest sitcom, I changed the lives of people I'll never know--so many lives.Twenty-seven minutes is how long it took Professor Jacob Ethan Riley King to fuck me, and ruin. She was sure the man at the desk heard her call Marin, ‘Daddy,’ and saw how they were holding hands.“What’s that, sweetheart?” he asked, suddenly worried.“I regret that I’m not a virgin. I wish I’d waited for you,” she said sincerely. “But it was only once, and it’ll never be anyone else again. I swear!”“Welcome to the Westin Airside,” said the man at the hotel desk. “Do you have a reservation?”“No,” answered Marin. “We’re just walking in,” he said as he pulled out his wallet and handed over a. My head was buried so far up my ass, I could see my last meal. I took another shower, not so much to wash away the sleep sweat, as to try to clear the cobwebs."Hey girl," Lamar's voice came from the phone. I had answered it still dressed in my panties and bra. I knew that I was on camera, but I also knew that I had nothing worth flaunting. If anything, my body would bore the observer to death."Lamar, what can I do for you?" I asked."I wanted to give you a heads up. We are having a forth for.