I remembered when we were still small and she would go into a hallway of another building and allow one or more of the boys to push up against her wit... her face into the wall. I hated to see that but couldn’t tear my eyes from the hands and fingers robbing her of her female dignity and personal self-respect. She would tell me not to say a word to our parents and that it didn’t mean anything because she hadn’t pulled her drawers down or anything dirty like that. I believed her but I probably. "Silly girls" spoke Danica, holiest of women. "You can't have big titties if you don't get naked."Rebuked, Lucy hurriedly struggled with her dress, tearing it in her haste to be rid of the damned thing. She then tried to take off her bra, but her swelling breasts, spilling out of the tiny cups, were pulling so tightly against little clasp in back that she couldn't get it to open. She twisted and squirmed and yanked, but the clasp was relentless. At last, Rachel came to her rescue. The brunette. "Um, her size. I mean, she's like me, even a little smaller than me. I like that. And innocent, yeah ... I want to see her the first time." Losing her virginity..." Becoming a woman," I said, moving more eagerly as I began to define my fantasy aloud for the first time. "Pregnant and fucked and changed forever." Fucked?" Kurt chuckled because I so rarely swore, even during sex."And I want to watch and be watched." I was talking quickly, before I lost it like a good dream. "I want you both to see. She also knew that the helplessness she felt, and the knowledge that thousands could watch her as she wantonly humped the air, desperate to cum with the ever building arousal, only served to fuel her need to be fucked until she couldn’t think, couldn’t remember anything but how good it felt to cum. The thinking just got in the way of the mindless bliss and joy of being fully fucked by master’s cock. ‘Good girl, time to take a drink.’ She felt the gag being removed and a straw being placed at.