Lydia Glashow, the only real friend I have, was standing in the door way. Her dark brown eyes flashed angry and panicked and her long black hair was r...ffled like a scared kittens fur. Not only did she look scared she looked pissed, at first I thought this was just part of the hallucination since no words where being said for a long moment. ‘God damn it! I knew it, I should have never had let you leave that party alone.’ She walked into the bath room and I scooted back as if I was trying to. These phases repeated on roughly two year cycles. Somehow, she could suppress her sexuality for around 18 months, but then it would burst through again. The last phase prior to the main theme of the present story ended about three months after Jenny's 12th birthday. The trigger for Kathy's repentance in this case was when her current boyfriend suggested that Jenny was old enough to join them in a threesome. Kathy was aghast, and vowed again to protect her little girl, now nearly as tall as she. It was just hard, fast and sometimes drunken fucking of my ass and pussy. I'd let 5 or 6 boys fuck me one after another on the beach but I knew this counted as my first gangbang. From time to time during the night my knee would touch the wet spot on the rug where my pussy had dripped cum. I could only imagine how wet and sloppy my gaping ass and pussy had looked to the men who'd fucked me. Marty and Mary spoke French so I couldn't tell what they were saying but I could hear them moving. I Even licked it. The taste was addicting i started sucked the juice out of it. After i got 2 orgasm i washed it and putted it on the dryer machine. I’ve taken a long shower thinking about what i just did… One month passed and i did not see Lateisha again, i asked Camille about her friends and she told me she was on vacation for a long time. She told me about her dad who was living outside of the US in a country like Cuba if i remember well. Her mother was divorced from him and was staying.