He allowed me to pull him down and kiss him. Bite his neck and growl. I gripped his waistband of his jeans and looked at him. "Go ahead," he said soft...y. I unbuckled his jeans. Slid his jeans and boxers down, freeing his cock. It was a gorgeous red. Not thick, but long and perfect. He gripped my hair and rammed his cock down my throat. Gagging me. I loved it. The taste of his cock was just as exciting as his kisses. His moans were just as awesome. He rubbed my pussy through my jammie pants.. His face was fully distorted in a weird smile of both pain and pleasure. I rested for only a moment when my first black cock of the night came back and told me it was time to finish him. I sat up on the bench and slid my tongue up and down around his black shaft. He grabbed me by my hair and fucked my face with his nice cock. I wanted to swallow his load, but he wanted to finish fucking my tender tight pussy..He roughly pulled me to my feet and led me down to the massagetable. He laid me face. I was really young, three or four maybe. And, as to be expected, I wet my pants at some point when we were out. I think I ended up going home in a pair of one of my Aunts grey silky panties. This may or may not have happened, but it does stand out in my mind. Of course being that young, all I have is a slight image as memory but the feeling of humiliation and embarrassment remains real in mind.The next memory would be when we were at the family cottage with our extended family, Aunts,. .. so Sandi broke in."Excuse Mary, please, Tanya. She's enthusiastic about everything she does ... as I guess you've found out." Yes, ma'am. She practically dragged me down here. And I have no idea what this is about." Call me Sandi ... what this is about is a new program we're setting up."Sandi then described our concept of finding young women who realized they had made wrong choices in their teens and giving them a second chance while they were still young.Tanya listened politely but you.