At the orphanage you are treated badly by the Matron. less food, all the chores and slept in a dusty broom closet. No family wanted to adopt you due t...o your age of 13, to old for adoption (shit rule) and to young to move out; you had to work and gain money the hard way.You did jobs around the neighbourhood and gained money which was later stolen by some street kids that jumped you. You tried newspaper routes but got your bike stolen by a crackhead.You grew older but not naive, these experiences. He came in front of me, grabbed the front of the bench and lifted, before pushing his cock deep into my mouth and throat. “Do a good job and I might go easy on you” I sucked his cock the best I could but I couldn’t get the angle right that I knew he wanted. He used my mouth and throat, laughing as I choked. “Oh dear kitten, you should know how I like it”Pulling out he reached for the ball gag and pushed it into my mouth fastening it behind my head “as much as I’d love to hear you scream, I. Perfect, just perfect. Exactly what I like best of all.We continue to embrace and fall back on the bed. I bury my face into her neck and kiss her heavenly skin and breath in as deeply as I can the smell of her hair. With my hands I fondle her breasts through her cardigan and when I do that she begins to breath deeply herself. Then I caress her sides just below her armpits all the time kissing her neck, then her ears and side of her face. Her nose feels so perfect and wonderful I start kissing. You’re going to make me come really big. He said nothing but his tongue continued its journey between a pair of her inner and outer lips, probing into the seam between them and stimulating some of her hottest spots. When he reached the hottest one of all, his agile, wet giver of joy stroked slowly over the clit hood, which had been crowded almost entirely out of the way. Sylvia’s thrashing and thrusting her pussy up into his face increased ten-fold from the incredible delight he was giving her.