Marjoleen takes my mighty member in her hand, amazed how soft the skin feels, while my pole feels as steel.Marjoleen does not dare to give it a kiss, ...pparently she is afraid I might taste of piss... Which gives me an idea.[i}"Marjoleen, let me lick your love-lips clean. I am not afraid of your taste. I am sure your pussy will taste great!" [/i]Marjoleen giggles, sits down and spreads her legs offering me the best view from close-by I ever had so far."Pretty peach Princess! I hope it tastes as. Hand me your dress."I shivered in fear as I dropped my skirt and unbuttoned the front of my little sundress. I heard men gathering around behind me as I slipped it off of my shoulders and handed it to my rapist.He set my dress on the seat beside him and ordered me to go get him another beer. I kept my eyes down and tried not to listen to all of the obscene comments from the dozen or so men in the bar as I walked through them to the bar which was against the side wall of the long, narrow bar. Why the fuck was I telling her it was Quinn when she could easily deduce that?Hey Taylor. I just wanted to let you know that I am sorry for the situation earlier. I didn’t mean to not speak in front of you, and I will put my best effort into not letting it happen again. I do not have much experience speaking in front of girls, or people, orNope. Too real. Tone it down.Hey Taylor. Sorry for being silent earlier. I don’t have too much experience talking to people. I’ll try to get better. This is. It was very tight. She bit my lips when I pushed in my finger and said she hasn’t had sex in a long time and it is very tight. I continued stimulating her clit and she was moaning. I rubbed my finger on her cunt lips and my movements got faster.Her moans became continues and she was mumbling and kissing and then she shuddered in to an orgasm. .She hugged me close to her and held my finger at her cunt while she came. I could see a faint smile of satisfaction on her face. She let my hand go and I.