" "It doesn't matter bitch who it comes from,just let her finish licking your cunt until you cum in her fucking mouth!" Lisa began grinding her fresh ...pussy deep inside her mouth. She was rubbing her clit and carrying on. The old hermit stood there,his cock in his hand stroking without any remorse. "That's it you two teen cunts.Lick that sweet young pussy. You help her get juicy for my big cock!" "Oh Gawd! Are you putting that big ass thing in my tight lil twat!" "You bet your young pussy licked. I told him to slow down because I didn't want to cum yet. He told me that he was from Texas and in town on business. He was delighted that he had found this adult theater on his way to his hotel. Then he said "It is a little public here. Would you be interested in coming to my hotel where we could have the privacy of my room and finish the fun?". I had never had sex with a man and didn't want to. I had jacked off with guys at adult theaters but nothing more. I was in a quandary. My fear of. ? Again just listening, unsure if she should stare, turn her head, close her eyes as his manhood sways semi-erect between his rippling thighs, huge, even though half limp, she feels a cold sensation across a breast, his hand cupping, melding a glob of cream across the slightly discolored flesh. A startling sensation, a deep breath, feeling his hand gliding across to her other breast, the equally cold sensation jolting through that puckering nipple, she can’t help moaning, taking another. He remembered the feeling of desolation, of emptiness he felt day after day. He remembered his deep depression as he dragged himself out of yet another hotel bedroom to play the same tunes yet again.The only consolation was the re-invigoration of his creative flair, and especially his song 'Cassie', as he called it. Then he reminisced over his time with Catherine Styles and how she had helped heal him and given him a future. After Catherine he could live without Cassie.Then he thought about.