I was about to get fucked, get my cherry sort of “popped”, at least my emotional one if not my hymen, and by the man I loved! Both girls managed to talk to me “in private” meaning we could talk without being overheard while still being watched. Some cultures assume being opened up makes you a woman. Anywhere was heaven with them in my brain. They didn’t believe us and didn’t like the joke. More importantly, she let me become Mark’s woman first. I watched closely, knowing Missy’s vagina was just as used as mine, hoping Mark would find her acceptable. For a while the mistress had made him do it to us every day starting about a week after Missy had turned up pregnant. I almost orgasmed and my arrousal was obvious. Or was it because he was in better shape and fucked me harder than Missy? But not for long. When he first showed up they weren’t nice to him. He’d convinced them he’d seen us, even talked to us. But I have instructions to ask you how they can get in touch with you.
