We drive for about twenty minutes to a house that the guys all share, all the way there I have been kissed and finger fucked by Robbie and Chris, my p...nties are soaked through and I have left a damp patch on the leather upholstery of the car. We enter the house there are still hands fondling my ass and tits as we go into a large lounge, very neat and tidy for, four guys living together. Robbie who is West Indian gets everyone a drink, music is put on, I feel fantastic,. After a few nights they would leave, most times with a shiny new handy-dandy drug problem. The ones that stuck around usually had mouths to feed. The pace of the club seemed to have picked up over the last hour or so. Probably a few regulars out there. Those were probably the most dangerous. Smooth talkers. Big spenders. Always with the same ‘let’s make a deal attitude’, all behind the shit-eating grin of a pseudo-car salesman.“Oh, baby, you’re so beautiful. Let me buy you a drink. Let me take. How could she say, "Fifteen minutes ago I was flat on my back, my legs wrapped around a boy while he pumped his come into me." That would definitely not do.She sighed, letting the memory go. She'd learned a lot in the 18 months since that day, not the least being that she liked to have sex, and that she liked the variety of multiple partners."And how was it?" her mother asked when she joined her in the lobby."The same as always," Cheryl said. "I don't remember much. I'll admit I feel a lot. When a beautiful women and I do mean a beautiful women for her age! I’m guessing! Now like I said I’m just guessing to be in her lets say upper teens opened up the front door dressed in a black full length house coat. Standing there I’m guessing from my height to be a lovely four foot eight inches tall weighing in at a round about number of one hundred and fifteen pounds. With long not dyed thick silky blonde hair that ran well past her ass. And in a calming confident confirming voice! She said.