As I grew older I continued to dream of her and, with the independence that came with moving out of my parents' house, began with come up with excuses...to visit her. She lived about half an hour away from my university campus and was closer than my parents so I often went to hers for weekends or holidays.And so it was that I was round at hers one New Year's Eve. At the time I was 22 and she was 28. Her ex-boyfriend had recently moved out following an argument and I hadn't had a girlfriend for a. "What in the hell was that?!" she cried out. "We can do it because we'remen? Maybe he hasn't noticed, but we're not all men! 30% of this ship'screw are female!" And singling me out in the speech? Half the crew thinksthe Captain does crap like that because I'm a whiny feminist makingofficial complaints all the time, getting him into trouble, and the otherhalf thinks he does it because he's sleeping with me! GRRR!" I'm sorry, Orpha. I know that he means it when he says you're thefinest. He picked. "What does that make you?"I thought for a moment, groping for the answer she wanted. The slaps hurtand I was crying again. She smiled and slapped me again. "I like itwhen you cry." Another slap. "Answer me!" I'm a wet cunt. I'm a nude, wet-cunt slave. A nude bitch-slut." I wasin pain, sobbing, humiliated, and very very aroused. More aroused than I'dever been in my entire life.She released my hair after giving it a good hard tug. Then she stood upand kicked her shoes off. I. When I reached my hand to get it, he slapped my hand away and he put it against my neck.“Now I think you know what this means”.“Please uncle, I am married and have a child”.“But you don’t look like one, Anitha”.Saying this, he turned me to face the wall and started kissing my neck and earlobes. He then made me bend and started licking my pussy.After a few minutes of licking, without any warning, he inserted his dick into my pussy. I was shocked by this. But, without giving me any time, he.