Finally, Vee and I chose empty separate showers when I was almost certain all the girls would think we would get in one together. It was very apparent...that they all knew that me and Vee had been together. It was no secret now.As I lathered my body, the thought of what Novice said about Vee christening me played over and over in my mind. It became apparent to me that I was just another of Vee's victims. How could I have let myself become one? I was not that desperate, was I? No, I knew it was. Pardon me, I'll be right back.I nearly fumble my phone in the toilet stall, but my cold sweaty hands finally manage to open the picture. Much of her pussy is obscured behind her hand, but her gleaming pussy hair is slightly red; the carpet matches the d****s. The folds of her labia are in full bloom, swollen like she's freshly fucked. I contemplate snapping one off right there in the bathroom. I take a breath, email myself the picture, and delete it from my phone. I'll cum to it later.Her. ___________________________Hours? Later... What I learned, stunned me. Answers, yes, the rest too unbelievable to give credence to. Had I not lived some of it, I wouldn’t have believed any of it. After it was all said, I just sat there, too shocked to do anything. I wasn’t so stunned as to have a relapse, but it was a struggle to try to comprehend it all. That seemed different somehow, not really thoughts of avoiding a bullet, but something far more profound.First off, let me state, none of. Within 2 seconds I was screaming and crying in pain and he said “arrey abhi to 1 inch hi ander gaya hai. 10 aur pare hai, shaanti se le”And then he kept pushing in me, and in 15 seconds I felt like something inside me tore, probably my hymen and I could feel my blood coming out of my pussy.” He stood still. Took his cock out and there was just this wave of blood that flowed out to which he responded “tera to zyaada hi nikal gaya, zyaada tar ladkiyon ka to bahut kam ya bilkul bhi nahi nikalta”.