I awoke as I went to bed, highly charged and 'in heat', polite speak for being horny.I am sure men regard 'Jail-Bait' as amongst the most desirable, w...ell we girls who are 'Jail-Bait', believe that to be the case, so when you feel desired, you get wet in your pussy, and your tiny cotton knickers reflect that desire, as I am sure you lucky men who have taken school girls knickers down, can attest to our sweetish tasting secretions, in the crotch soakings of our discarded knickers. I can remember. I love nothing more than sex of all varieties – but only certain, special individuals get access to my cunt.”I smiled: live and learn.“So,” she said, wrapping a leg around me once more, “This pussy sees a lot of action, but it is still very, very tight. And, quite frankly, it needs a fuck… from you. I need a fuck... from you. So unless you aren’t up to the job…”This was instruction enough for me. I grabbed my penis, ran the head around her swollen, wet cunt-lips, and pushed into her. She was. His legs were shaky, his hands were trembling and his heart was pounding so hard in his chest that he wondered if he could continue on without having a heart attack. Never before had he experienced such a heavy heartbeat.His calculating mind already made all of the excuses that might be needed if anything went wrong... if Sarah should start complaining that he raped her or any other accusation. He had all of the answers.Jerry turned the handle on his daughter's bedroom door, pushing it open. Impulse took her and she knew she had to go for it.Sprawling across the silk sheets with her employer’s bra in her hand, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid her manicured hand inside. In the back of her mind she knew she shouldn’t take long for fear of being caught. A swift first stroke of her engorged clitoris with her fingers told her that she wouldn’t be able to last long if she tried.Steph gasped at the stimulation and rubbed up and down in long sweeping strokes. The ambience of the.