Bonny Harper was still a virgin, but that was a condition that the girl fully intended to terminate at the first opportunity. She was practical about it, with no desire to save her cherry for marriage or for the right man. She simply wanted to get laid. Any guy would do, she figured, as long as he had a big, hard cock. If she had lived in the city, Bonny would probably have been screwed by this time, but in the isolated countryside the selection of eligible young men was scant and although she'd been flirting lasciviously with the hired hand, he hadn't yet made a move in return. No doubt he was worried that he would lose his job if her father found out.

Bonny had been finger fucking herself for about a year, having discovered the pleasure of her hand by accident one day, while soaping her crotch in the bathtub. She enjoyed it a great deal, and did it with regularity – at least once a day and often more. She frigged her cunt to a foamy cum first thing in the morning, as a rule, when she was still groggy from sleep, and often she went to sleep at night with her hands still clamped over her soaking pussy. She seldom took a bath without enjoying an underwater handjob, remembering how she had first discovered the joys of self-induced coming. But, as much as she enjoyed it, the sexy teenager was becoming bored with handjobs and was ready for some stiff prick. Then she discovered a brand-new thrill.