He leaned down and began sucking them lovingly, occasionally nibbling on one of my nipples. I moaned in pleasure and ran my hands through his soft bro...n hair.Bend over!" He barked, turning me around and shoving me down over the kitchen table.God, I'm so fucking horny. I'll do anything he wants as long as I get his big juicy cock inside of me.He smacked my ass, causing me to yelp."You're such a slut, Naomi. I've been waiting for this moment for too long." He said.And then something unexpected. Now JL had pinned Lucy like you would a bug, JL was trapped cause Lucy turned up pregnant. He was almost 18 and not ready to be a father, but felt he had no choice. Fate had other plans for Lucy, JL caught her at a bar called Bloody Bucket. A friend asks him to come with him for a beer, age wasn’t an issue at the Bucket. JL looked old enough anyway. It was late when they arrived, as they walked in a silence fell over a group of men lined up at the door to the back room. Just as JL and Jeremiah. My fourth beer, most of them Yuengling.There’s a girl next to me. Before you go that direction: no. She’s probably not even twenty-one, even though the bartender gave her a vodka tonic. Her boyfriend who came in with her stormed off after some argument, but he’ll be back: she says she’s the one with the bus tickets. She’s got short pixie-esque blonde hair. Has a baby-fat look to her. Her voice is deeper than you’d think seeing how compact she is. She seems to swallow her L’s when she speaks.And. Her nights would rejuvenate her, recharge her, fire her hormones and detonate her sexuality. She would go away, but she would always return a little older, but more desperate, confident and desirous than less.Her stomach, nearing empty, would always return her reluctantly to the closed society she had long learned to despise. In her cave, however, she was the female version of Robinson Crusoe. She would bring along jerrycans and ration packs and enjoy her treasures and the intensity of her own.