Your black hair was gracefully tied up and fell slightly over your shoulder. Your skirt swung after you with every movement and my gaze stayed on your... lips. You should look at me and want to kiss me. To stroke my hair back and let me kneel before you. I wanted to be ready to serve you, caress your body, touch it and give myself to you. But you just sent me this link and said that I no longer have to decide how to dress for you.When I was later at home, I lay awake in bed for a long time. You. ‘I rest my case,’ she said, throwing her arms out, ‘Something that was never ever going to happen in the first place.’ ‘I should have had you at sixteen,’ Jack growled, stepping forward and taking her wrist into his hand, ‘Then you would have learned a thing or two from me.’ ‘Oh good, statutory rape.’ ‘Not rape if you’re my wife.’ ‘I wasn’t. I’m not. I never will be,’ she almost yelled, pulling her arm free. ‘I will have you whether you want me to or not.’ ‘I’m not some prize, Jack. Good God!’. Becky, you did understand what you would be required to do, correct? Yes, Sir. Dont you want this? I asked. Would you like to speak with me in private? I do want it. I just thought it would be alone the first time. It will be when you have intercourse. But you had better get used to seeing oral sex with many people involved. There will be groups of men sitting around a table and you younger girls will service them under the table, and possible four or five men or woman in succession. I assure. His arm was inside her up to his elbow. With his other hand he stroked his cock hard, and climaxed, spraying his cum all over Precious’s dead face. Then he sucked her pussy dry of all its delicious juices. He bit down on her clit, drawing blood. He was surprised to find that he enjoyed the taste, and began drinking it down, sucking from her body. He lowered himself to the level of her breasts and bit into them. He bit her neck and her stomach and drank at least a gallon of her delicious red.