She's about 5 feet tall with nice legs and great breasts. For a girl her height she had amazing breasts and I couldn't help but take a look every tim...e I saw her. Her butt was nice, not exceptional at all but you could give it a good slap if you had the chance. She usually kept her hair long so it flowed down towards her breasts. Her voice was very sweet and gentle and yet she wasn't afraid to be outgoing or stand up for herself. Truth be told, when she got mad or animated it was always a. My clit wanted more than just being teased but it was just too intense to start there. I closed my eyes and imagined that Carlton's mouth had slid over one of my nipples, making it hard as the moist heat surrounded it and he used his tongue to play with it.My body would tense because I couldn't stand it. I'd beg him to suck on my nipple and he'd start out gently at first, slowly until I began to unravel. Then he'd suck harder, charging my body with more than it would handle. I'd start breathing. " Yes sir." I nodded, wiping at my eyes."This boy's going to be here and he's going to stay. I won't have you misbehaving," he told me seriously. "I haven't whipped you yet, but I will. I swear to God. If you disobey me, I'll take you for a whipping." Yes sir." I swallowed hard and I believed him."If you keep acting up. I'll take you down to Orleans and put you on the market, understand me?" Y-You'll whore me out?" I almost sobbed, but held it in somehow."You'll spend the next nineteen years. I’m going to take the afternoon off, and hang around here … with you. I don’t have anyone to go home to and this old man’s lonely.” “I’m not a prostitute,” I snapped. “I’m not saying that you are. You’re still gonna have to pay me for the pump. But for the labor … let’s say this little deal is a ‘you scratch me back, I’ll scratch yours’ kind of arrangement.” “You want your back scratched?” I asked. I was confused, my eyebrows pinched together in bewilderment. “I just wanna have a little fun..