You've told them you're a virgin, and that's something to be proud of, not something to worry about. Jeremy, they're honored to become your wives, and...you can bet your last dollar they wish they could be virgins for you. Now, I promised them I would talk to you again, and come back and report to them. Am I going to have to tell them that you're a nervous wreck? If you just love those women, the rest will work itself out. Whether you realize it or not, you know what to do. Anything you don't. Gemma: I got to rush, we will talk about this later.Gemma soon left to her home and me and my brother drove back to our room. We got to our room. My bro kissed me just inside the door.I slipped out of my coat and it fell on the ground, I was still wearing the same dress from the club. I saw my reflection on the mirror and it hit me what a first-class slut I was.Nithin: I can’t believe you are such a slut?Me: You have a part in making me a slut, and you seems to like showing me off uuh. But it hadn't. After a few weeks of recovery from the violent shock of her abduction, she had found herself opening to her husband in ways she had never before considered possible. He too had changed considerably; he had forgiven her for responding so lustfully to those mountain men--had shown that he really understood why she had done it--and there was a tenderness in his voice and a gentleness to his touch during lovemaking that hadn't been present before their misadventure. Divine. She ran her tongue up down my slit, sticking her tongue inside me. She went back up to the top and sucked on my button. My hips were bucking against her mouth. It wasn’t long and I orgasmed, flooding the bed; she stayed between my legs licking my wetness. After while she moved back up and fell asleep. Opa put his hand on my privates. He started to run his fingers up and down my slit. He fingers were rough but it still felt good. He stuck his finger in me. I winched, it was bigger that.