" she told me as we headed to the car.I cried the entire car ride as Marie mercilessly taunted me about whatan epic scene I was about to make and Marl...na tried to distract me withmy Barbie and tried to get me to play patty cake. I just wanted all ofthem to leave me alone for once.Marlena tried to calm me, "Don't worry about what anyone else says, orabout being embarrassed, you just be yourself, Kimmy!"It was easy for her to say, it's harder to be yourself when you are an18 year old boy forced. It began when I was sixteen. It was January and Summer in Australia, and of course, like every other typical Aussie girl, I was at the beach with my mates. My best friend, Chelsea, and myself were with two of our guy friends, James and Brent. I had such a big crush on Brent, but I knew it would never happen, since he was going out with the biggest skank in our school district, Ella. I didnt ever understand why he would like a girl like that, she was so trashy and uncharming, whilst he was smart. Smooch ke baad usne meri shirt aur jeans utari aur mera lund sehlane lagi phir usne mera underwear utar diya aur mera bara sa land apne mooh me le liya pura.Us time mujhe bohot maza aa rha tha kyoki usne pehli baar mera land mooh mein liya tha .Uska baad maine uska bra utara aur uske boobs chusne aur dabane laga vo aavaaze nikalne lagi aur sach mein uske boobs bohot bare the aur soft bhi.Phir maine uski panty mein hath dala to vo pani chor chuki thi uski panty puri geeli thi maine uski pissy ko. ? He said as he grabbed my dripping wet cunt. ?I see my slave is finally wet for me. It took you long enough.? I let out a muffled cry as he pinched my pussy lips. He then went to work on my breasts. He squeezed and smacked them, pinchingmy nipples until I screamed through the gag. Again and again he smacked mybreasts. First right then left. They were turning from pink to red as the blowscontinued. Tears ran down my cheeks. I tried to beg him to stop but only muffledcries came out through the.