. Okk …… but slowlyyy.After my foreplay, we calmed down for a bit of time. Then after some time, I started to open her pants. At first, she said n...o. But at last, she allowed me.Me: let me make you happier.She: but please complete in timeee babbyyShe: haaaaa … hmmm …. Harderrr babyyyy ..After a little amount of time.She:I can’t take it anymore,I am about to cum. Please leave meeeee.. Pleaseee.. haaaaaMeanwhile I increased my pace.She: haaaa…. Babyyyyy .. Leavee meee.. Its time for us.I stopped. She probably didn't even notice me. If she did, it was just a fleeting thought, wondering what one so young was doing with a gold tooth. There was no eye contact, nothing to separate me from anyone else in the crowd. Nothing to suggest that I was responsible for defining her entire life from now on.Now, sitting beside her in the cab, enjoying the warmth of her mouth as she "got me ready", I took a trip down her memory lane, and saw how those 6 words had changed everything. How one thought had. "Taylor looked for more information on pre-cum."What is this? What does it taste like? Holy shit."Taylor clicked on another link, which took her to a page that displayed girls' comments about the taste of pre-cum. She read down the list, amazed to see how many girls said they didn't mind, or even liked the taste of their boyfriend or husband's pre-cum. She pondered that for a few moments as she grazed her nipples with her palms. She realized they were fairly stiff, and she took each between. I gave her a couple spanks and asked, "Do you like that baby?"She could barely talk, her fingers were gripping the sides of the sink, her knuckles were white. My cock was buried all the way in her ass. My balls were touching her pussylips. I grabbed her ponytails and lifted her head up. I reached around her waist and lifted her off the ground. She weighed only 115 lbs. and she seemed even lighter at this moment. Heather's toes were barely touching the floor as I started to bounce her up and.