So I asked him why a cute little hottie like him wants to fuck me so badly. He was somewhat taken back and said well you dont need to say it like that... I asked why, that is what you want to do to me isnt it, is put your cock in everyhole in my body right? He said hell yeah. So I told him he couldnt handle it. I then went on to tell him that he couldn't even handle me sucking his cock. He was like dam, see I have never spoken to him like that so he was speachless. He asked if we could do luch. “Fuck my mouth you dirty bitch. Treat me like a toy,” Jessie shouted in her panting trance.” I know you want it.” Jessie noticed the hesitation in Elmira’s eyes. She knew Elmira cared too much for her to fully understand what she was asking of her. A sharp sound filled the room as Jessie slapped Elmira, almost losing her balance on the cock she was bouncing on. For a quick second Elmira was baffled and horrified at the dirtiness and kinkiness coming from the prude soon to be deflowered. .. when you do your air raid siren imitation." She even chuckled a bit through the gag at that one. "OK, up on the bed, now." He helped her lift her legs up on the bed, then dragged them down so that he could reach the bedposts with the last piece of rope. She felt the rope wrapping around her ankles, and felt it tighten-not too much, but she was surely immobile, her legs spread, her feet tied to the bedposts."One more thing. I brought a long pillow. We want to adjust this under you, in case. Tiffany, who had believed that, if you got drunk enough, it would abort a pregnancy. She'd been right, in one sense. While Tiffany had survived the alcohol poisoning, the baby had not. The only bright spot in that whole episode was that Todd, who told her about the sure-fire-get-rid-of-the-baby plan, had also supplied the alcohol, and got prison time for doing so. During the divorce, Tiffany had claimed her mother tried to pimp her out to "her dancer friends." When investigators could find no.