She always kept it reserved at first. Sober, her conscience always kept her from misbehaving. It was only after a handful of shots that she gave into ...my will. Only after I spent time laying the groundwork, making sure her panties were wet that she allowed for her morals to bend and for her lust to seize her.I can only imagine on that night what she looked like; her long, jet-black hair running down to her form fitting dress. Her pert, seductive breasts, pushed up with her cleavage on display.. ’The man knew of at least three here that he had been itching to get in their pants. They had of course never really given it up ‘til they met rich husbands. The man smiled that was going to change today he’d make sure they were sore as hell when he was through with them.The man smiled when the man at the front stopped him and told him the price to enter, pulling $1000 from his pocket the man handed it to the shocked man then walked in. Looking around the man was a little disappointed that none. Spread her legs to get to her pussy, I checked to see if she stillhas a hymen. She does.“Baby, I’m going to tell you something. This will hurt a little, but I want you to be strong afterthat it will stop hurting and will get better like before. Can you promise to be strong for me?”. Hereyes started to tear up, she sobbed a little but she said yes. So I positioned myself on top ofher, gave her a kiss on the mouth and she responded back. We started kissing, unbeknownst to her I was aligning my. "You're a bastard. You're all bastards."A tear slipped out of her right eye to slide down her cheek."There's nothing wrong with my breasts. There's nothing wrong with me. Why do you have to cheat with every cow who wanders by?"Her red face crumbled as she emitted a loud sob. I gently put my hands on her waist to comfort her."Don't touch me," she said, pushing my hands down. She glared at me and the tears stopped. She ground her bush into my stomach. I was glad I did my sit ups each morning."You.