I worked the muscles of my cunt against the kid’s tongue, holding it inside me. “Do you feel that, darling? Do you feel how my cunt clutches and h...lds your tongue when you shove it way up into me?” “Yeah!” the boy muttered, his words muffled by my cunt. “Just imagine how it would feel if your cock were up inside me instead of your tongue!” I breathed. “My dick? Up in your cunt?” the boy rasped. “Yes, Arjun, your thick huge penis up inside my hot cunt! You’ve been such a good boy and made me. The pleasure of it mixing with the pain I had endured, causing confusing signals across my body. Both loving it and hating it.“Look at that juicy pussy. Slut, you are so fucking wet.” He removed the vibrator.SMACKSMACKSMACKThe slaps to my cunt a sharp contrast before stroking my clit, and sliding a finger inside.“You want me to fuck this sweet tight pussy?”“Yes, Sir.” I moaned as I relished in his touch. “Please, Sir. I’ll never be late again.”He laughed—humor filling the sound.“Slut, you think. And I hope it was just a stupid mistake, but I guess it doesn’t matter anymore. Do you understand why I didn’t tell you about it?”“I do. And it’s probably best that I find out now, after he died, than before. And at this point, I don’t think you should tell your mom. It wouldn’t serve any purpose.”“That’s what Doctor Mercer and Bethany said. Bethany said that what I experienced is far too common, though sometimes it comes from older brothers or friends of older brothers, rather than dads. It’s. I had spoken to Charlotte before many times as we had worked together for a few years already, texting and messaging each other regularly, going on coffee dates and at one point sending messages between ourselves about what we would like to do to each other. Sadly everytime we were getting close, one of us had just gotten in a relationship.I worked with both of these girls and liked them just the same, both of them were close friends and well, I could not believe the night that i was in.