.hey..where did all this money come from?...and there's slips ofpaper with peoples names and phone numbers on them...did they think Iwas a hooker?" So...me did but I set them straight...the guys loved you...once one guyhanded me some cash and a note with his name and number on it, and toldme to give them to you so you could grab a meal and remember them byit...a whole bunch of other guys did the same thing...so it's reallylike you're a Princess and the guys around here are your loyalsubjects.". I swallowed thickly, breathing coming hard and fast as he drew close. You will call me the same, Alicia. I will be your Master from now until I decide you have had enough. He slapped his hand to my backside again, ensuring that it turned a delicate pink in colour. So beautiful. He whispered, fingers drawing to my sex again, stroking gently over my clit before pinching it. I squeal, panting as he plays with me. What do you want, Alicia? You want my cock? Want me to pleasure you? I nod and he. I was still thinking, lost in thought, mind drawing pictures of the inside of my pussy, the flow of white cum, another man's cum, seeping into the mouth of my oh so straight husband. I was wondering if I should say anything and if so, what I should say.“Man you squirted all over my face. You were like a lawn sprinkler and you seldom do that,” Charles said, obviously in good spirits and clearly he'd had a good time. Then I became aware of his cock. Still hard, pressing into my back. Its little. It was like I didn’t exist. That was cold. I led our football team to victory.Anger boiled in me when I left my last class. I marched out, ready to leave school behind. I stomped through the crowds. Girls jumped out of my way in mock fear, gasping about how they didn’t want to be forced.“No, no, you can’t have my cherry!” one girl gasped. As if that slut still had hers.When I burst outside, I spotted one of the futa-nerds I hated most. Candice Vance. She was walking along with Ginny. The first.