My love affair with chastity and denial began, I think, in adolescence. In the summer after my junior year at Andover, I wrecked Dad’s BMW while d...unk on the Montauk Highway, near our vacation place, and broke both arms and both legs, and I began getting visits in my hospital room from Noelle, a Candy Striper volunteer?she was an impish redhead, and after some conversation, began giving me an impromptu hand job one afternoon.My family was of means, and I had a private hospital room, and. I see one camera pointed at my face and another getting close-ups of my pussy as he forces me to experience one fantastic orgasm after another. Obviously, being reminded of these humiliating circumstances doesn’t have any effect on the pleasure I’m feeling.Sean stretched my pussy open as far as possible without damaging my hymen. One of the cameras came in for a super close-up. I didn’t realize at first that they were getting one last shot of my hymen! They’re filming the proof that I’m a. I spot my mom standing next to her beat up purple Ford Escort in black jeans and an ancient Pink Floyd t-shirt. Beside her is a brown man in dark blue jeans and a gray v-neck. I would almost say he is Arab if not for his features. Latino maybe. Moving toward them, I open my arms as a smile splits my face. ‘Mama!’ Her hug is immediate and enveloping, wrapping me up in flower scented fabric softener and peach shampoo. ‘Raiqah,’ she gushes, pulling back and holding me at arm’s length, ‘You look. I didn't want him to be humiliated his first time in a woman'sworld.After Diane and Jim had exhausted Judy and I with questions, andbankrupted two bank accounts, we left the store, each of the four of uscarrying large pink bags. As we parted at the door, Jim and Diane madeplans for Diane to come visit us for a swim and a walk on the beach. Judywas invited too, of course.Jim watched Diane walk away with a wistful look in his eyes. I thought Isaw the glimmer of a spark of something in that look..