I could not believe it.”“So they just wanted to get in your pants?”“OK, yes. I had that feeling when we talked, but they were so tall and I di...n’t have to look down at them and they were so nice.”“But you didn’t want them in your pants.”“Well that was not the thing that pissed me off. They asked me how much I would charge them to do all of the things they wanted. How much money! They thought I was a fucking hooker!”“Wait. You were not pissed that they wanted to poke you in every hole singularly. I moved my hand lower and inserted onefinger in, it surprised me how wet she was already, Iinserted another finger, I now had two fingers inside hercunt, I inserted a third, I twisted my fingers around alittle and I could hear her saying my name under herbreath as she started moving up and down on my fingers.I knew it wouldn’t take long for her to cum, so I quicklypulled out my fingers and replaced them with my tongue,at the exact moment I did that, I could feel the lowerhalf of her body. She felt beautiful as she posed for a couple of pictures.And then he showed up. Billy Benson. Now there was a face she had tried hard to forget. He was all smiles and compliments as he fumbled to pin the corsage on her dress.It wasn't until later that the night went awry. She hugged herself as she remembered the feeling of his hands everywhere, pushing and poking, pinching and taunting. He expected her to go all the way; after all it was Junior Prom. He'd made that perfectly clear when they. “You know what I do want… don’t be so naive…” I answered him. “Just tell me, Anita…” He insisted.“I want you, Daddy… I want you to fuck me; I want you inside me…”I whispered close to his mouth, still biting and licking my red lips…Then he grabbed me by my waist, pressing my body against his. I could feel his throbbing dick on my mound. He reached over and kissed my neck; then he bit it, making me moan with pleasure.That man was sixty years old, but I still wanted him to fuck me… He said he.