" "You're the pot," the other man said. "Course if I don't win... I'm taking you anyways." "Every ways," her neighbor l aughed maliciously. They dragg...d her into her neighbor's rough cabin, one he built of stolen materials, it was rumored. Not that he had no money--he was an over privileged rich kid with a hefty trust fund--the kind of kid who grew up getting, or taking, whatever he wanted, including drugs, booze, and most of all, women. There were six men in all, and they crowded around the. Her breasts rubbing into my stomach. Her breath washed across my dick.And then she licked at the crown, tongue sliding through the slit. I shivered as the lust rushed down my dick to my pussy. I groaned, thrusting my tongue into her snatch. She swirled her tongue, teasing me.“Oh, it's just like a man's dick.”“But better,” the wonderful Minx moaned. “She has a pussy.” Her small fingers slid through my folds. I trembled, my dick throbbing in Belinda's sucking mouth. She had her lips wrapped about. She held his gaze after they broke their kiss. Then she smiled at him and glanced at the church and said, “Nothing I’ll need to confess tonight, then.” She patted his cheek.He went home alone that night and lay in bed fretting that she would think he found her unattractive, or that in his hesitance to risk offending her, he’d given the impression that he was frigid.On their third date he kissed her with intention. He asked her back to his place. She seemed breathless and full of excitement. He. Was she deriving satisfactionfrom just needling me, or was she herding me into a closeridentification with that which she esteemed the most? Or, was itboth?It was all rather like dueling with a master swordsman. Youcould not hope to lay a blade on him, and when he laid one onyou ... was he playing with you or were you actually doingfairly well in an unequally matched contest? She had a mind thatwas more agile than the legs of an exotic dancer.I had only been there about two weeks when I got a.