There was no mistaking that the biggest turn on was the fact that I was ass-fucking a pre-teen girl. “Well, I don’t know what you’ve got going on with your dad, but–”
“Why are you being such a prude?”
“It’s not that…” The thought of a 12-year-old girl challenging my sexuality was mind-boggling. “Oh, oh, oh, yeah,” Alyssa said, though it was Clara’s voice that I heard. “On second thought,” I heard myself say, “I think you’d better go home.” My conscience was overriding my libido. “I saw that it turned you on, so I thought I would return the favor.” Through the blur of the shower curtain, I could see that she was taking off her top. She was about five feet tall and had a very pretty face. “I thought you found me attractive.”
I wasn’t sure how to respond. She was about five feet tall and had a very pretty face. “I’m only twelve, actually.”
I brought my saw up to the board, lined it up with the line I had drawn earlier, and began to cut. A few seconds later, Alyssa was holding a decent-sized butt plug in
