No, I can't." What, daddy? Anything is better than getting killed."He was almost in tears. "They want you as payment. They want to take you as a slave...on the black market."I couldn't believe my ears. I knew organized crime was involved in the slave trade...but I never felt that would affect me. As shocked as I was, I loved my dad, and I was prepared to give myself up for him. At first he refused, but after we argued, he agreed to the terms. He called his bookie and told him the agreement. I. .." Then what?" Then..." Somehow in spite of her shame she managed a smile. "Then, you'll see."Almost deliriously Jennifer took Skip's hand and led him back to the couch. But as she turned and looked at the sofa's soft- cushioned surface, her courage almost deserted her. What was she doing to this trusting and vulnerable boy? To what perverted end would she be leading him by teaching him this obscene practice at his tender age? Even if he'd been seventeen, even sixteen, there Piglet be some way. It was a day of firsts: her first day after leaving the convent for good; her first day in her first home with her first boyfriend; her first kiss; and now her first sexual experience and her first orgasms!She had practically dragged him upstairs to his bedroom and they couldn’t get out of their clothes fast enough. Mary guessed that Tommy must have had women there before, probably quite a few, but she didn’t care; she just wanted to feel him inside her.“I’m going to use condoms, you don’t. And I could even see a lot more inside. I hesitated, and then went for it. I started slurping/licking/sucking up the cum on the outside of her pussy/legs/ass first, trying to get every drop before I moved on to her pussy-- but after a moment I realized that I was just letting the cum spend more time inside her, so I dove in and started sucking and swallowing and licking up every drop I could find. But it wasn't really like finding drops-- it was like drowning in a puddle. She had so much cum in.