’ It was now the woman’s turn to be moved, in her case by the unquestionable trust he had just demonstrated, and she squeezed his hand in silent t...hanks. Sala drew from beside her the beautiful bowl the Tracker had carved for her just the day before. Placing it on the ground in the space between them, the object was filled with a fragrant mixture of herbs and crushed berries in addition to the sacred magic. ‘We will begin now,’ she informed the man who sat across from her. ‘First I must appeal. He apologised for what was going on and I laughed and said it was ok; these things happen and thought it had always been my fantasy to be trapped in a lift with a good-looking stranger. He smiled and he looked less than relaxed, ‘I hate confined spaces, so am getting a bit stressed.’ I told him to talk to me about himself and that would take his mind of it.He talked total rubbish, began to look hot and flushed and so suggested he take off his jacket and loosen his collar. He seemed to calm. She whispered in my ear "come inside me pleaseee it will make me cum so hard again." After about 3 minutes of pounding her I told her I was ready. I started kissing her so passionately as I shot my load inside her and I immediately went down and licked her clit, she came in about 30 seconds. We then turned and laid next to each other. She told me we could never speak of this to anyone, but that I should stay for awhile. We discussed everything about our sexual desires, fantasties, fears, and. He was also 17. But that was a minor detail. I would never forget how it felt. Him holding my tiny under developed body, it was painful. And I didn’t tell anyone. But what neither of us knew was, that moment defined me for the rest of my life. After that sex was all I knew. Teachers, boyfriends, bestfriends, the boyfriends of my bestfriends…yup! I fucked them all. But only the ones I deem fit. The ones I think can please me. Other just get a wink and a smile and a shit load of false hope. Let.