Is that to much to ask? Instead I'm the fat girl. No body talks to me, they only look and whisper to each other. Not a single boy ever asked me out, a...raid of beeing laughed at. I'm done with it! When I graduate from school I will move to the big city! And start a new life. Don't worry diary I will take you with me.I need to clear my head. I closed my diary and thuck it away under my matras. Where did I put my beloved hair brush? Oh yes I know, I left in the bathroom when I cleaned it. I. (Haven't gotten laid lately either, but that fact wasn't on my mind at all.) Doing a little tidying up, watching a bit of TV news, having a snack before bed. Typical evening really. Feeling drowsy. Then really out of nowhere for no particular reason I get a really powerful, rock-hard erection. With little obvious transition I realize my sexual URGE has gone from the usual "sexually frustrated horny" to desperate to cum ASAP horny literally overnight. Last cum over a week ago, but I don't think. Not resisting. Lips snug. Sliding fast. Wet. No friction. Jammed! Jammed to the back of his mouth. Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!It’s … it’s … spurting. Cumming. Gilbert. Ejaculating in his mouth. Pure mouth. Virgin mouth. Defiled.Obey. Do what Gilbert explained. Tighten his lips. Seal to the shaft. Jam tongue down. Push tongue back all the way –- FAST! Close it off. No gagging. Hold still. Let the man do it. Don’t struggle. Surrender. Receive. Til he finishes.His mouth felt. She glances around the shop, and with the exception of a few juices on the floor where Max was fucking her mother, the place looks like it normally does. Then something catches her eye. There is a door slightly ajar that she can’t recall ever seeing before now. From it, she hears voices.Slowly, Tiffany walks toward the door. She doesn’t make a sound since she’s not wearing shoes. When she peers into the room she sees her mother on her knees and it looks like she is crying. Off to the right.