The touch of his fingers still tingled on her skin. If only they’d stayed. If only they’d wrapped up in each other for warmth instead of finding ...efuge in the car. If only they’d kissed in the rain and let their hands wander. They’d done it before. They’d kissed once in the rain at an overlook on a trip they’d made through the Rockies, letting their hands wander, laughing as their clothes dropped by the front wheel of the car. That had taken 45 minutes. Minutes that flew by like seconds as. Mostly, I was interested in her as a science-fair partner, but I was interested enough in the other things to justify a rule that we couldn’t be alone in private together. At least, I was until Gwen opened the Johnson’s door to me.Straight as a stick then, Gwen still exuded more sensuality in eighth grade than her sister did on her wedding day. She resembled Susan the way a spotlight resembles a penlight. She invited me in and took me to the head of the stairs down into the basement. Susan was. "All these men are strangers and we have no record of who they are. They all volunteered via various internet sites because they just want to fuck the famous amateur webslut Maria Pardo."Again Maria nodded. "Just start fucking me please," she begged."And there will be no ass fucking during this particular sex session," he reminded his anal-loving wife. "Or cock sucking for that matter. We want all the cock action to be inside your tight little cunt."Hubby turned to the impatiently waiting men,. “That bastard Dave hadn’t paid anything to fuck her!” Tears started running down her cheeks.“Daisy, what’s wrong?”With that, the dam exploded and she started crying uncontrollably. After a few seconds she tearfully blurted out, “That bastard boyfriend of mine, Dave, raped me last night!”“What an opportunity” thought Tyrone. “Well did he use protection at least?”“Yes he did. I begged and begged and at the last second he put on a condom. But it was terrible. Even his little prick hurt me. And he.