..”“Cassie? Show him your back.”“Holy ... er ... Moses,” said the youngster. “That’s pitiful. What happened?”“I think someone decide... I needed a lesson ... I think,” Cassie said.“When?” The younger Lieutenant asked.“I think I might have been five or six. They wouldn’t let me go to school until it healed.”“Who?”“I don’t know,” she said. “I’m a foundling.”“Foundling? What’s that?”“I was found on the orphanage steps.”“You’re an orphan?”“Got to have had parents to be an orphan,” Cassie said. “I. . he then get on his knees and starts eating my ass with his nice tongue mmmmmmm it felt so good he really knew what he was doing, next thing i knew he starts sliding his finger inside my tight asspussy mmmmmm yes papi i tell him as i start moaning with pleasure "wow" he says "you are so tight and warm its amazing my dick is so hard i want to fuck your tight warm hole, can you let me slide my dick in you nice and deep please" he asked ... i then get up and had to snap in to reality, so i tell. I then leaned forward and pushed my face down on his penis until it hit the back of my throat. I backed up slightly, relaxed my throat muscles and pushed back down on his dick again. This time I engulfed even more of his cock, and I continued to press down until my gag reflex kicked in and I had to back off again. However, I kept pushing his pole down my throat, and it was not long until my throat started to cooperate. I placed my hands on his ass cheeks and used them as leverage to force. This sexual adventure started in a party. A lot of young office workers and students rented flats, and on Saturday nights people would invite other young people in the pub to come back to their flats for a party. I had parties in my flat near the Uplands Pub – sited near where Dylan Thomas was born. One such party was a wash out for me because I had a wrestling match with a Large girl, and lost. I woke up at three o'clock in the morning on my bed, in my clothes, all alone.For parties, which.