Anna had a thin film of sweat on her forehead. Either from coming up the stairs or from stress.“When I look at you, I see a little slut, a whore in ...he making. Soon you will be spreading your legs for the boys to have their way with you. Letting them fuck you in cars, stairwells, or even in the bushes around the lake.”“No, I won’t. I have never been with a boy,” said Anna with anger in her voice. How dared this little man talk to her this way.“I bet you lie on your bed and masturbate thinking. 'He is never gonna be able to turn me down after he fills my mouth up with his seed. I have no idea why I'm so attracted to him now, but I am. If we have to come out to our parents, then we will.'"And you've never given head before?"I shook my head no and placed my hands back at the base. That was when I let my lips slither back a little more, so I had the entire thing in my mouth. "Holy shit!" he yelled, shimmering his body."Hey, what's going on in there?" our mom asked through the door.David. It was the most intense confrontation in matters of the heart that she had thus far encountered in the public house. Mercy did her best to appear bored and indifferent trying to ignore the fact that her sore cunt felt battered and disgraced. The travelers from Spain were a fun seeking lot and that was a fact. She had only been bedded by one other Spanish gentleman and he was certainly not a gentleman when it came to horizontal nocturnal fuckamucky in the midnight hours.Her father was smiling. " Well I guess I'd better do it" Betsy told herself, feeling bothenthusiastic and nervous. After going outside, Betsy ignored the crisp chill of the air, telling herself that a few minutes in it certainly wouldn't matter much. " Now, what to wish for" she mused aloud, still not certain what she wanted. All during the past month she'd made up her mind numerous times, and changed it again just as often. Did she want to be rich? That was certainly high on her list of wishes, but was it her.