She has one of those faces you cant really describe when you see it, but theres just something so innocent about it that makes you want to destroy it ...with cum. Maggie is, and to be completely honest, probably the basis of why I am so into the things that I am into. I would hear stories through my sisters bedroom door, as my eager childhood self would sit with my ear to the door about how many times she was pumped with her boyfriends cum over the weekend or how he would put her feet together. Four balls.”“I won?”“Yeah ... Five hundred dollars. Hold on ... I’ll get your money.”“I don’t have to go to Helena?”“Payouts less than $600 can collect from any store that sells Monster Millions tickets.”“I didn’t know that.”The clerk counted out $500 into my hand. “One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred. There ya go ... Five hundred dollars.”“Can I get change?”“Sure. 20,40,60,80, 90, 95, and five ones.”We traded.“Where’s your betting slips?”“Gonna try. " I know you're right. It's just that I don't want to have anything to do with her." That's one of the reasons you need to know what she's up to." All right. I'll call Daddy tomorrow."I looked behind me and Mary and Charlie were locked together again. "How long before we get home?" A couple of hours I guess." OK. I'm going to catch up on my sleep. Maybe I can get some work done when we get home." What work do you need to do?" My counselor wants to see a battle plan of how I want to finish this. She wanted to be bold, the way he had been bold with her.“Fuck me,” she whispered. “Stick that cock into me already and fuck me. I want to feel you cum inside of me. Now. Don’t hesitate or the chance will be gone. Fuck me now. Fuck me like you wanted to fuck me when we were teenagers.”She felt the first thrust of his cock penetrate her wetness and find its way into her velvety walls. She was tight as she surrounded him, and she felt him move his hips behind her, and make his way deeper within..