Why was her body so quick to adapt to whoredom? She could not say, but it still troubled her deeply. Did Eugenia always know something about her that ...she was just now discovering? With a small degree of more effort, she slipped a third finger in, causing a sloshing sound as she smeared the grease into her dark recess. She let out a long, breathy moan and bit the edges of her tongue. ‘Well I’ll be. You’re singin’ a different tune altogether now than you were earlier this morning. Looks like. There was one k** from an island off the atlantic coast that was named artie (not his real name, of course)..he was good natured and cute in a chubby sort of way and quite popular. we all thought he was pretty cool and kind of made him an honorary "one of us", which granted him no favors but at least we treated him well. at this point i must add that this was the SOUTH so he wasn't black.anyway. i liked him a lot and we got along just fine. one day the pool was open for free swim and i happened. There was so much cum I had to swallow twice, which I did gladly. His moans must have caught the attention of a few others as I had no sooner licked him clean and watched him turn away when another cock was pushed into my mouth. This one was at least an inch longer than the first but by now I was ready. After swallowing 2 more loads I moved over to the glory hole row. I entered one of the two booths with the clear Lexan wall on one side. And glory holes on the other sides. Within a couple. There I stayed for a minute or two, before walking back to the garden isle. The girl had vanished. She wasn't in the next one either, or in the one behind it. There was only one left, one I knew few people ever came, for it housed only the tallest pieces of drywall, something I figured barely anyone would ever buy. I peeked around the corner, and I saw her. She was standing in between the pieces of drywall, her back turned towards me. I only saw a third of her body, but I could see her elbow.