She'd lived here all her life though and knew the streets like the back of her hand. She pondered what food to make when she got back home. Was she so...er enough to not set the house on fire if she cooked? She wasn't sure..Then everything went fuzzy. She felt a hand over her mouth as she made to yell. "Don't make a sound," a deep voice growled in her ear. She was pushed up against a wall, and felt her assailant roughly tear at her tights between her legs. She breathed deeply, and braced herself. All you have to do is stay hard for me. Can you do that? " "Uh, yeah. Sure, no problem, " I managed to respond. "Good. I'm just gonna slip my panties aside and climb onto your lap." She tugged aside her white, lacy panties enough to give me a peek at the neatly groomed patch of hair around her tiny little snatch before lowering herself onto my turgid tool. It felt even better than it looked, slippery and warm, pulsing with a form of lustful abandon that seemed alien to me. She let out a little. They were like a couple of madmen, and they were both pretty rough, but I loved it. I wanted them to fuck me so badly.Eric grabbed me by the neck, and pulled my head down to his hard on, as I sucked him enthusiastically while he kept finger fucking me. After several minutes, Matt got jealous and grabbed a fistful of my curly hair and pulled my head off his friend's cock and made me take his black dick in my mouth.I just moaned a little and swallowed his magnificent black hard on, as Eric. " He took a few more steps, "Has your father had any better success in finding an apprentice than he has in finding you a betrothed?"Olida was genuinely surprised by the question. Until Collis asked it, she hadn't realized what he was getting at. Living out in the woods, she had little experience with people outside of her own family."No," she said finally. "My father had an apprentice, but..." Suddenly, a motion caught her eye, a flicker of white detaching from the snow on the ground beneath.