For two days the girl had been given only water to drink while all her toxins were flushed out. Then the old woman had laid the naked girl on her ston... altar and strapped her down with bindings to her wrists and ankles. The old woman had tested the girl with a finger. No hymen, which was unfortunate but explained by the girl’s athleticism, but the girl was dry inside so it wasn’t her time of the month. If she’d been bleeding, the old woman would have had to delay until it was over and the girl. An old man like you talking about teenage pussy. Shame on you. Why don't you get down and see if you still know what to do with a shaved pussy."Debbie rolled onto her back on the couch and spread her legs showing Fred the clean pussy that he liked so much. She spread the lips of her slit and exposed the clit. Fred put his finger in his mouth and slowly drew it out. A string of saliva stretched from his lips to his finger then broke. He gently slipped the finger into the waiting cunt and began. Omar had sent his driver to collect them in his posh limo. When they arrived at the Omar's home it was a massive House set in the countryside with tall electric gates at the entrance. The car pulled up to the front house where Omar, Becky and Chris were waiting for them. Matt and Gail and Karen and Rob got out of the car and were introduced to Omar. Omar was a tall well built man in his early 50's. He was also very good looking and well educated. After the introductions the couples were shown. There was no home for Sara Wood, there never had been. There had been foster homes. Homes where bespeckled fat-thumbed men had tried to introduce Sara Wood to the finer arts of oral sex when she was nine years old, where wild-eyed women pushed her to her knees – Bible in hand – to repent for sins she had never committed. There was in Sara Wood’s life no fridge in the kitchen to feed her empty belly, no television in the den to fill her empty time, nor were there chat rooms or the ‘net late at.