He told you he was seventeen. He persuaded you to run away with him back to Australia. He told you that as soon as you ran away there would be a look ...out for you at all the ports and airports so you would both have to go into hiding for a while. He took you to stay with a friend of his on a farm. You don't know where it was because you went there in the dark but it was a long drive. It turned out that he didn't love you at all. You were just to be his sex slave. You also had to have sex with. ’ * * * * * For the first few weeks, it wasn’t bad. It really wasn’t. I was able to study in peace. There was no foot traffic, no grime, and the laundry actually got done in a reasonable amount of time. Then I got too comfortable, and a little bored. I roamed, I did laundry that wasn’t mine, hell, I even stocked every fridge in the house. That’s when all went down the tubes and true colors were revealed. Burps, grunts, sock hockey, the loss of toilet seats . . . you name it, it probably. This is a work of fiction. If you think you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Codes: mt/ft, ft/ft, MA/FA, FA/FA, polyamory. There is no attempt to code every kind of act or event in this very long story. When you are dealing with 50 kids ranging in age from 16 to 24, they are likely to get into any combination possible. Part VII includes safe sex, multiple-partner sex (both MFM and FMF), color-blind sex, first. Y
ou walk back over to the guy, stand right infront of him so his cock is poking your slit, him feeling how wet you are, you pull his head to yours and kiss his lips seductivly pushing your toung in 

you break and lay on the bed motioning for him to lick your eager waiting pussy, he pokes his toung out and burys hes head into ur wet bush and starts caressing your clit you start to moan hes circling your clit about to plunge his toung in your dripping wet hole, you pul his head to your pussy.