Her idea of foreplay was to maul his breasts and fingerhis ass for a few minutes, and then flip him over on his stomach and ramhim with a fifteen inch...dildo. In some ways it had been a good experience for him. It had toughenedhim, and now he went into a relationship with his eyes wide open.Perhaps Louise was worse than most women were; after all, being in theporn industry she was used to viewing men as pieces of meat. But fromStevie's experience she was not much different from most women. . I tell mine, it all started with a flat tire on a jeep. But maybe that is getting a little ahead of my story.My name is Kelly, born Kelly Wooten. I was the younger of two sisters in a small southern coastal town. When I was a senior in high school I managed the astounding feat of getting married, getting pregnant and getting divorced all within that single school year. Okay, the events didn’t occur exactly in the order I listed them.Stu and I were doomed from the start. We were in lust, not in. Stoneberger's eighteen year old sister, Betty Trotter, introduced themselves to Jesse as they walked to the small main deck salon cabin for the evening meal, The captain, John Millhouse, had wanted everyone on board well before the ten p.m. sailing time. The ship put out of the harbor and headed for the open sea exactly on time.The young girl, Betty, took a liking to Jesse from the start. After the supper meal, Jesse excused himself and went out on deck for a smoke. Not long afterward, Betty. I feel completely exposed and helpless in this position. Rubbing my parted thighs against the rough fabric of the bench beneath me. Shifting once more, tugging at the chains encircling my ankles and wrists attempting to ease the pain in my spread limbs. ?Stay still pet? You demand in a quiet voice. Opening my eyes I look across the room at you. Smiling at the profile view of your face, your brows knit in concentration. Admiring the grace of your movements as your hand sweeps the brush.