These were definite grounds for guilt. Not only guilt, but revulsion. Some of both were definitely inside me. And there was also humiliation. I though...t about the way Brandon had debased me in his office yesterday, the way I had responded to him without much reluctance. Should I have been more squeamish? Shouldn’t I have more of a backbone? I should have just said no, no matter what that meant for me personally. But the twisting something wasn’t guilt or embarrassment. It was nerves. I had a. He patted her cheeks and then took some more photos.He parted her buttocks and stretched them open to reveal her amber cleft. Her virgin anus nestling at the depths. He wet a finger and tested it pressing it in."Ohh yeah tight as can be baby, I'm gonna have me some o' that"He couldn't wait any longer. He spat on his fingers wetting the head of his cock, then he forced into her tight resistant star. He managed to slowly force it in and rested glorying in the hot vice like grip of her twitching. Then as soon as Keith thought everyone was comfortable he spoke to Gemma at the front saying, “Oh ... hang on, I forgot something. Will you give me a hand Gemma to get the extra paddle?”Keith quickly jumped out of the boat again and just as quickly helped Gemma out who was only too happy to get away from Derek’s slimy hands. Then ... in a sudden move that surprised Gemma completely Keith grabbed the paddle from out of the canoe then gave the craft one mighty heave with his hands then his feet. I mean I know your a slut, and I'm used to all the cum constantly leaking out of your holes, but Jesus it's everywhere. Your face, your tits and just look at your hair. It's all matted down and stiff as cardboard. It's going to take you forever to wash that out." What do you mean what happened? This wasn't you and your friends?" You don't even remember who it was? Are you really such a cum whore that you lose track of-" I never forget a cock! I just mean that I just woke up like this. Most of.