"I thought you were older." She didn't mean it in a bad way, but it surprised me because I knew I didn't look that old!"I'm 15 almost," I told her, wo...dering why I didn't just say I was 14."Me too." Julie smiled. "I mean, I'm 15 now. I just had my birthday last month." Happy birthday," I said with a joking laugh. "I'm sorry I missed it." Yeah, I'm sorry too," she said, smiling but not laughing. "Maybe I can come to yours," Julie suggested and I suddenly realized she was serious."Huh?" My guy on. Feeling more like a gynaecologist than a lover I stared dumbstruck between her thighs. As they fell open her lips began to part revealing the delicate pink folds of her interior. Without thinking I simply opened her further and stuck my tongue deep inside and wiggled it around.“Mmm, oh yes, mmm,” she moaned - clearly I was doing something right.“Mmm, don’t stop, mmm,” she muttered as I slid first one, then another finger inside her - my god how wonderful that felt as her young passage clasped. If true, I fucked my first whore and first prostitute.Knowing her penchant for dirty talk, with each thrust I said, “What a fuck-whore you are!”Where did my dick find so much more come? My climax was all on my own. I figured that if she wanted to fuck like a whore, I would satisfy my own body and let her find her spot on her own.Finally, Karen had had enough. Izaak must have been pulling on her cunt lips because she bottomed out on him, while still fucking me.She found her spot, or Izaak found. Over time, the older generation started to leave, causing spots to open for you and your friends, until finally the place was run by all of you, with just a few older part-time employees. The work was all voluntary, so it was all very relaxed about the rules. All you had to do was do bar duty every few weeks, and organize a few events per month. After that, it was all fun and games.The place itself looks like a run-of-the-mill bar/club, with soft lighting and a smoky atmosphere. When you enter.