.. excitement rolled through her, bringing a shudder.She would definitely enjoy every inch of him before the night was through. She took him by both h...ands and led him into the room where he worked out... To the weight bench that she had been thinking about most of the day. She sat him on it, and left him there in the dark, quiet, coolness to await her return.She took her time in his bedroom, she knew that it bothered him to think of what she might be looking at in there, if she looked in his. He landed hard, lay winded for a moment, then swung off the roof and down to the ground."Goddamn it, let go of me!" Bob Kendall was shouting, trying to shake his daughters loose. "I told that skinny little son-of- a-bitch what I'd do to him! Told him not to go swingin' that cock of his around my little girls!"The girls broke free. Bob yanked out his gun, but Nick was gone."Damn it!" he said. "I'll teach him! Family or not--" Oh, what's the big deal, anyway, Daddy?" Betsy asked in a chirpy. After a few thrusts, the pain on her face goes away and is replaced with a smile. The tears fade too. Sandra is no longer hurt and is now moaning. Now the man’s cock can’t take anymore. Her pussy is too tight, it is like a vise grip clutching down and it won’t let go until he climaxes all inside her little body. His hand moves faster. His prick is begging for relief. It aches to really be inside the petite teen. He pumps his fist harder as he does her. She begs for him to slow down, but he. We continued in this fashion, removing clothes and pushing each other around my bedroom, tasting, feeling in a different way, both of us switching from stupid, giddy laughter to serious passion. Her scent was intoxicating, her mouth was overwhelming. When we were both in our underwear, I threw her, then myself, onto the bed. After embarrassingly struggling for a while, I managed to unclasp her bra. She let it fall off her shoulders. Her breasts were different now that she actually wanted me to.