She could hear some of her fellow employees ridiculing her for being so ignorant and dense, but she knew better. They were dating customers and fucking them. She had no intention to do so, too Even if they did think that she was very dumb to not avail herself of the opportunity to make mature more money for drugs, make-up and a sharing of their tips with their pimp-like boyfriends. Tyrone, the boss of this small crew, supported her in couple that determination. He was very discretely trying to date her himself, but so far had struck out. He was being very considerate of her and patient in his advances, though. And he was very fair, no more, no less, with the hours and shift assignments. boyfriend After all he had the other girls to contend with, too. Not that he hadn’t already boffed each of them already. Finally, when Tracey got to be eighteen, she decided that she was now old enough to spread her wings a bit. And since Tyrone had Fucking been the most determined in his efforts and honorable in his business dealings, she decided to give him first shot on her dating calendar. They arranged for a date on her birthday, which corresponded with both of their days off. He had a party to attend and he wanted to show off this tall willowy blond, since he was only a five foot-six punk of A.A. heritage. When they got to the party, he paraded her around among his friends there and then settled down to have some fun. For this crowd, fun was essentially involved with drugs and alcohol. There wasn’t very much checkers, nor dominoes played there. And when they arrived, the party had already been charged up. So, Tyrone with extravagant displays of what he thought to be class, held her close and advanced her to the drinks. Tracey had never had more than a quarter glass of wine at a sitting before and was ignorant of the effect that a great deal more in her would have. After, a couple of water glass sized drinks, she was with out of it on the couch. So, he ordered a hit of H. and brought out his ‘needle’ and blessed her with this gift. The alcohol and H. combination, completely zonked Tracey out and with that she allowed anything that anyone wanted to do with her that night. It began with Tyrone, who unclothed her right on the couch in front of everyone else. There was no kissing, nor any affectionate words, he just reared back and plunged his dick right up into her and watched in wonder as she bled out of her vagina onto the host’s new couch. That guy was so irate over that, that he came and pushed Tyrone away and took his place plunging into her senseless body until he came. It continued and got very much worse from there on. The next morning, when she awoke, her whole body hurt and when she looked into the bathroom mirror at her aunt’s place, she was horrified to see what was looking back at her. Her aunt had never looked this bad on her worse days. She dragged herself into the shower to start the process of making herself more presentable for work that afternoon and evening. But, the cleansing and a bit of make-up did little to improve on her appearance. She did make it to work, but was silent that night and not all that friendly to the customers. Tyrone said nothing about it that night, he feeling a bit guilty about what he had done to her the previous night. But, not very guilty, and certainly not guilty enough to not do it again. But, he was sympathetic to her bedraggled looks this day. After work, she went home and straight to bed, in the morning her aunt looked in on her and was stunned at what she saw, and this was after a day of healing up. She yelled at Tracey, “If fuck you are going to give all that up, the least you can do is get some money for it and share it with me!” Tracey shrunk back in horror at that assertion. Just as she was about to burst into tears, Patricia saw something out of the corner of her eye. Julie’s screeching orgasm reached Liz’s ears and she turned her head toward the place where her daughter was the centerpiece boyfriend of a sexual feast. "I want to taste it. “Bet I can get the highest score?” Scott said. He got up, gathered his clothes, and went into the back bedroom. “Oh good, you're awake, I was getting bored waiting for you to finish napping.” The warm honey of the girl in the red dress voice filled the nothingness that was surrounding and crushing me as I felt her fingers dance over my apparently naked body. “You want some cocoa too, I can make you some?” She didn’t wait for an answer as she stepped away fuck toward the small kitchenette. Grandma mature Hazel had four siblings; all boys. I pecked him on the cheek, and jolted away. Isabelle’s face blossomed into a brilliant smile, betraying herself if only for a second. I woke up the next morning in bed alone, I looked at my watch and saw the time was 8: 30 and surmised that Cathy had left to drop the kids at school on her way to work. "No," I said truthfully, "No I don't. We’d all be millionaires rather quickly,” she said laughing. I hear a condom packet being opened behind me before he stands behind me and guides the tip of his cock until it rests against my hole. Arggggggggg." “Let’s clean you up and get going.” He reached down and cupped her breasts in his hand careful not to interrupt her. I groan loud although it's muffled by Emily's wet pussy. I spotted the perfect place. “Well, as long as we’re careful not to get caught, we don’t couple need to stop.” Then...CRACK! “Only when applied conservatively; otherwise it’s a trait that can be predicted.” I closed one eye, “And that is a weakness.” I was no good at reading people, especially women. UU “You fucktards better get before I castrate you all.” She with commanded as they all scrambled to their feet and ran for it. I was scared, she ran away from me and I knew in my heart I had just screwed up my relationship with my girl, literally screwed it up. The hot water pouring down on us was warping our senses, imitating the warmth and feeling of flesh on flesh and heightening everything we felt. They left him in Fucking his room sobbing.