" Go on," she told me as if giving me enough rope to hang myself."Somewhere along the way, probably intended as protection, we were told that what is ...normal is wrong. Never mind how it was rationalized, we were told it was wrong. However, saying it was wrong doesn't change millions of years of biological evolution, nor does it change what was created by God," I explained."Now I'm not saying every young person physically capable of reproduction should go out and have a baby, but to deny the fact. For a moment, I wasn’t confused. This girl, this woman loved me. I wanted to be loved. I wanted her to love me. She proved eager. She loved helping me discover the lack of limits this island had. She was excited to get my hands on Traci, Kelsey, Zenya, Dakota, or Nastya. I excited her.I couldn’t imagine myself with a girl like her. The thirteen year age gap didn’t help, but it wasn’t the problem. Her beauty was way out of my league, but it wasn’t the problem. Her seeming innocence clashed with. "Maybe you should get your shorts off babe. One less layer when we get somewhere so you can pee," Dean suggested, and as she unzipped the denim there was a tiny bit of relief without the pressure of the waistband on her middle. With a bit of wrangling she got them down her long legs, and tossed them in the back on top of her bag. Dean returned his hand to her pussy, now able to slip under her panties and rub against her slit. "You're not helping!" she groaned, but dared to spread her legs. He. "Suck it, baby," called one big young man in a North Carolina T-shirt. "Then come suck this."Carla pushed Lulu away, then spun her around so she faced the audience. "This Lulu, she'll suck this whole crowd dry if you let her. She is such a little slut, but we love her." Now, kneel," commanded Carla. Lulu knelt. Carla bent, pulled her black panties down and stepped out of them. "Tanya," she called. Tanya came and stood behind her."Hold me, Tanya, while this bitch licks me."Carla leaned back.