make a deal and remember

"I've got two more sessions with you per our agreement. Will they net this?" Candy said, her previous revulsion all but disappearing. Ronnie might be disgusting, but he wasn't any worse that Billy-Steve, that was for sure.

Ronnie thought about it, and shook his head. "No. Either I'll need to find a new girl or a new guy will need to be with you. Right now, we can play it either way with me as the focus or you. Since you are the hottest girl in the park, I think that maybe me and another guy the next time you get trashed would be the best way to go, or we could go the route of you waking up the next time, liking me, and we both go for the next girl. What do you think?"

Candice recoiled at both suggestions. She certainly didn't want to trust Ronnie to find a suitable sex partner for her from his friend-pool, even though they'd almost certainly be virgins and disease free; but she didn't really like the idea of lesboing out either.

Candy had never eaten pussy. It was kind of, well, wrong for her Southern sensablities. Still just accepting any of Ronnie's friends and himself for a double team wasn't that great either. A sudden flash of her 21rst birthday, where she got way too drunk on Jagermeister and three of the college football team's player's had taken advantage of her her filled her mind...

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She was only 21 and celebrating at the local microbrew. Michelle and Patricia were with her, or so she thought. She pounded back shot after shot after shot of Jager. She felt a strong bicep loop into her soft arm. "Hey, babe!" she heard as she crashed into his huge chest. The second one moved in immediately, pinning her to him.

"Are you sure you are gonna be okay?" Patricia said, her own neck being stroked by the Tight End. Michelle was nowhere in sight.

"Yeah, go have fun!" she said. Candy soon realized that she was alone the bar with the three football players, and totally smashed. "I think...I think you need to take me home..." she said, and fell forward onto the pool table.

"Yeah, home." the running back said. "Yeah, right..." He pushed her forward. The bartender went to the back, shining a mug. Her mind was a muddle of thoughts, none of them connecting. She felt her skirt being pushed up. She smirked,

"Hey, now, I'm not gonna condone..OWWW!" she yelped as she felt the thick, erect cockhead press against her ass quickly. "Do...Don't..." she said through gritted teeth, but it was too late, he was already pressing in, thrusting; the other one waiting. She wandered where the third went until she felt her leg lifted and saw his grinning face beneath her a mere second before he pulled her panties aside and had his cockhead in her. One of them handed her a bottle of Whiskey which she greedily drank to ease the pain. She winced and grunted as she felt the full length of cocks in her, and drank deeply. They hammered and slammed and fucked her as hard as they could, pushed her down on the bar and she took the timid one in her mouth as the other two slammed into her holes from behind while the bartender watched...

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"Okay. Here is the deal.."
She said