"A virgin slut?" Mercy often thought crossly to herself. "Talk about the worst of both worlds!"Mercy was actually, truly, totally a virgin. No one was...more shocked and humiliated by this sad and prolonged state of affairs than Mercy herself. Whoever heard of such a thing? Everyone whining about date **** and all of that, and Mercy couldn't get anyone to pop her cherry even when she begged for it.It's not that Mercy was unattractive in any way. Just the opposite, actually. She was a perfect. “WHAT?!?” I almost yelled in total shock as Judy Whitmore, Becky’s mom, had confronted me with the news while Becky was at cheerleading practice. I had known she had been out sick from school the whole last week, and looked really nervous earlier today in class.“I took her to the Doctor last week and was informed that not only was she pregnant, but the blood test showed she’d been off the birth control pills I’ve been buying for her,” Judy said a little more calmly. I’m glad that you didn’t. Her tongue moved and she felt a mass of the stuff between her teeth and lips. The taste changed subtly, and she sensed something vaguely sweet. It wasn't like anything she'd ever tasted before and, other than the source it had come from, it was ... interesting.The others were moving, which brought her out of her reverie. Someone was yelling, "I'm sorry!" but she couldn't tell which one. She blinked and came completely back to the room. She held up her hand."It's okay," she said."It got in your. I move away a bit and told her to relax and asked her name. “Sasha” (a pure Indian & French combo) she gasped as I continued. I unhooked her swimsuit top and pull off the bottom and proceeded to touch her pussy once again as I stooped to draw her nipples into my mouth, she moaned and I increased the pressure. I moved my hands lower and slipped my finger into her pussy over and over as she started panting.Pushing her back onto the cot and putting my hands under her butt and raised her hips as.