But....that would be.....' she stammered. The amount hesuggested was a month's wages or more for a working man. To Elizabeth inher impoverished circ...mstances, a veritable fortune. 'Are you suggestingthat I should....prostitute....my daughter?' Her voice was a whisper. 'Such an ugly word!' cried the Baron. 'No! But would you rather shediscovered her sexuality with some farm boy, who roughly handles her in abarn some day? Surely it's better that she is introduced to the ways ofthe world. It was definitely a hot choice by all standards and excellent choice for wedding Night.I was getting married again today, to another man whom I hardly know and who is after my body more than me as a person. I was sad also at the same time. But now I have not much of choice and I have to get ready for my marriage. It was a red color wedding lehnga-choli that I am supposed to wear. It was richly embroidered and gave an elegant look. It was heavy as well at the same time. I wore a red color. I opened my mouth to try and scream, thats when “B” stuck his tongue in my mouth and his tongue danced with mine, making my pussy even wetter. “A” grabbed one of my hands from the wall and placed it on his crotch. I couldn't believe what I was feeling. It felt like a baseball bat in his pants. I tried to pull my hand away but, he held it there making me stroke his cock through his pants, it got bigger with each stroke. “B” grabbed my tank top and pulled it down along with my bra exposing my. ” “Who did you ride with?” “Guy named Reuben. He’s the cafeteria manager. Nice guy, I don’t think I’ve mentioned him before.” Mike eyed her for a bit, then said, “Hey, we have a couple of hours until Tiff gets home, wanna fool around?” he said with a smile on his face. “I thought you had to abstain for this coming week?” JC said. “Well, that doesn’t mean you have to abstain, honey. Let’s go upstairs and let me show you what I mean.” JC tingled a bit in her pussy as the moment of truth was close.