That was it. At the same time, I moved one hand down over her belly, caressing
her abdomen and hips and thighs. She screamed
all the louder and tried to hunch herself harder against me, as if to seal me
inside her frantic pussy. I grabbed my bathrobe and
pulled it on as I hurried to the living room. Lifting her hips with one hand, I
stuffed the pillow under her. YES!” she yelped as my tongue hit her clit. But a kid. I was wearing an old sweatshirt and a pair of nine-year-old jeans
and nothing else. Her asshole
clenched spastically, in time with her cunt. Please, cum — please!”
I held my hips down and flailed at her nymphet ass with short,
quick strokes. Her face was so innocent in repose! “Go into my bedroom, take off your clothes, lay on the bed and
masterbate.”
She frowned.
