My perpetually hard nipples had nowhere to hide, nor did I wish them to be hidden.A group of 5 younger guys just old enough to drink, stared at me ope...ly, I felt the eyes of the "ONE" on me almost immediately. Once I located him, I flirted without mercy. He knew the color of my panties, before he knew the color of my eyes.Oh, he was a cool one. He was waiting for me to come to him. He somehow just knew that I would. I felt the pull already. I was wet, my pussy was moaning on its own.I fought. Burning up my resolve to resist, even knowing that tomorrow… She tries to kiss me again. I weakly resist. No, we shouldn’t do this. You are going to regret this in the morning. One thing Marie is, she is persistent. She slides her hands up under my shirt and pinches my left nipple, not quite hard enough to hurt. As my resistance crumbles, I know tomorrow is going to hurt me, I kiss her with as much passion and anger as I feel in the moment. Our bodies ignite like flames and we lose ourselves. She told everyone that the mountain was naught but a divine trap. Nothing but death awaited them. Behind them, ahead of them, everywhere and everything was doom. So she laughed and laughed. Perhaps out of desperation or enlightenment, the other villagers started laughing with her. As they laughed, they realized that the bandits chasing them seemed farther and farther away while the summit appeared closer and closer. In absurd laughter, they sang, danced and marched up the mountain. Even though. Did it... did it hurt when we broke your hymen?" A little," I fibbed, playing along. He had really gotten into it.When I said we should pretend this was my first time, I just meantI wanted him to be slow and gentle."Do you want to get rid of the bloody rag before we go again?If you want to go again, that is. We don't have to." Sure," I said, rolling aside to get off the damp T-shirt and tossingit onto the floor near the hamper. "You've been really good to me.Can I make it up to you? Is.