“Why don’t you flip around now, honey, so Terry can get his share?” John said to my wonderful Cindy.“Fuck that,” Terry replied. “I’m gon...a pop this bitch’s cherry instead.”I wasn’t sure what he meant by that at first until I felt him grab my legs and pull me toward him. “Wait, what?” I stammered in shock and fear. The only thing I had ever had in my ass was a small, and I mean very small, vibrating butt plug. It sure as hell wasn’t anywhere as big as Terry’s cock.Cindy moved back down so her. Today is going to be a hard day on you slut, emotionally and physically. I am not planning on being easy on You as I promised You when I arrived I was going to break you today. Now on your hands and knees, I want to rest my feet some. With a puzzled look on her face she moved on all fours and felt Him rest His feet on her back. Don't move now slut as You are my table. You will hold my legs up as long as I feel the need to rest. What felt like an eternity, when she looked at the clock was only. She wore a pair of tight jeans that night. The two of them headed out at 8:00 as the frat party was only a few minutes from their dorm. The frat party was held at a two story house that was located right outside the college. There was about 70 or 80 people at the party when they arrived. This was their first big party that either one of them had been at. As they walked in to the house they quickly found there were more guys than gals. There was a half barrel set up in the kitchen as each one of. I have an uncle and aunt who live in the City of Orleans with their two collegiate daughters. We don’t get along for so many reasons. I basically just go to school, go to work and keep to myself. Sometimes I go to church. There’s a Black church located not far from Saint Laurent Mall, my favourite hangout in the City of Ottawa. There are so many lovely young Black women in that church. However, like the other Black women I run into within the City of Ottawa, they don’t seem to notice that I.