" "How many people were watching?" "Ten or twelve." "Did they seem to like watching me get raped?" "Yes, I'd say so." "Well, for your information, get...ting my butt fucked by four guys was no picnic." "And getting it by Derick was, I suppose?" "All right. You want it straight. I told you. I'm a woman now, and I have needs. I needed a good fucking. You're still a virgin. You don't appreciate these things. Besides, I'm trying to get pregnant as if you didn't know." "Yes, you've made that painfully. "Beg me to stick it in your mouth, bitch," he commanded."Please Sir, can I suck on your big, fat cock?" I groaned. "I want you to treat my mouth like a pussy and slide that long, hot pole down my throat." Damn fag, to look at you in the park, I had no idea you would be this big a submissive whore," he laughed. "I'm going to have some fun training your throat to take this dick to the root."With that, he put is hand on the back of my head and pulled my face down on his pipe, several inches. Then one day, the woman living next to us entered our lives with such a ray of sunshine. Not that she radiated it really, just such a positive force for me. Over the next couple of years, Leslie was there helping all she could. I was amazed that she would even notice me, besides showering me with attention. At first, not that much, but it grew more and more. Soon we three were a family, we would eat together often, and she was taking care of you when I couldn’t.Then something happened. At the end of the evening, I was walking her back to her car, when she grabbed me by the hand and led me down a path to the river. We found a secluded spot at sat down. She was wearing a short, white summer skirt, with a tight pink blouse. She began kissing me, and telling me how many times she had thought abought me over the years. She placed my hand on her thigh as she whispered in my ear. As I moved my hand up under her skirt, I was surprised to find that she had removed her panties. I.