" I said, laughing. "You should be a pole dancer, flashing your tits, arse and pussy for any punter that wants to look at you." She beamed me an evil,... drunken smile in return. I gave her a constant string of orders. I sometimes made her get on all fours and move her arse in time to the music, or dance facing away from me so I could see her firm arse wobble and jiggle. I marvelled at the muscles in her thighs above her boots as she moved so gracefully around the back of the lounge. I watched. “I pissed everywhere and injured myself. Bring on the security!” I yelled. I counted to thirty and then back to zero. I think I stumbled over a couple numbers: seventeen sixteen fifteen sixteen fifteen fourteen, but I was pretty good at it. “Shit? Am I going to have to slit my wrists?”There was a big razor of glass just waiting for me. I chose not to. I didn’t know if evil me thought it was better for me to die than it was for him to see his kids again. My, heartbeat, kids. I didn’t want to. It is perfectly okay for me to fuck Alyshas throat until she gags. For me to grab her by the head and pull her onto my cock until I am fully in her throat and pull out again and again. Of course it is normal for me to hold her against my pubes while I flex my cock in her throat. Until her face begins to turn red from lack of oxygen and she begins to tremble. All while she is looking up at me with those 16 year old, teenage eyes, pleading with me to fuck her face. And then ejaculate a week of. "I stared at you in disbelief as I haven't expected a sweet looking girl like Alina to have such nasty passions. I the meantime we had arrived at the house of Lena's mother and so Alina stopped the car and looked at me with sparkling eyes and a devilish grin on your face, which gave her lovely face a new streak of sexiness."I'm not the innocent you might believe me to be, soldier. In fact I still like to entrap men from time to time." she said while patting my cheek gently. I must have looked.