On it he had written a name, Matt, and an email address. My first impulse, which I obeyed, was to tear the paper in half. The second impulse was to t...row the pieces away, but I hesitated. I dropped them on the bench instead. When I left a few minutes later -- don’t ask me why -- I picked them up and put them in my pocket. The rest of the day was awful. I got through my business meeting somehow, but otherwise I tortured myself about what I’d done, how reckless I had been. I pictured to myself. One of his hands was on a nipple and another was fingering my wet pussy."You are the prize for tonight, and you will get your wish to have as many of these eight men to have their way with you. You will do whatever they want, and after tonight you will be well fucked, and filled or covered with cum. You will have no time to rest in between them, as one pulls out and another will be satisfying their need to use you. You do understand, don't you?" "Yes, I understand, I'll do anything and. A wave of relief swept over me and I said, "It's okay. I won't tell anyone."I hugged her to me, absorbing her tears on my shirt. There was no way of telling whether she had enjoyed it or regretted it, and I wasn't going to ask. Every girl has secrets to keep from her mother, especially the ones about her sexuality. It was best left alone.The rest of the summer I debated between confronting Sarah with my knowledge about her and Gail and leaving them alone. They were thirteen and acted. I pulled his dick out of my ass and sexily pushed him backwards on the bed. His mouth was open, panting, with a glint in his eye. I smiled at him.“My turn.”I flipped him over onto his stomach. He propped himself up on his arms, letting his big soft ass face me. I grabbed his smooth, soft cheeks with my big hands and rubbed them softly, caressing them as my head went downwards. I pulled his cheeks apart and found his hole. I let my tongue reach out and lap it. He tensed and moaned softly as my.