Ripping my dress to shreds. Not being capable of standing it anymore I opened my legs, but he still scratched on either side, ripping off the rest of ...the dress and even shredding my panties. I began to scream out again as loud as I could, even though I knew it wouldn't do me any good.Trying to avoid being scratched to a bloody pulp, I opened my legs as far as I could exposing my pussy to the dog's lusts. Amid my screams and cries he stopped clawing and positioned himself directly between my. He ordered a drink, and looked at me. As I looked at him, he looked away. He was looking at my cleavage. “Thanks,” he said, as the bartended put down his drink in front of him. “That is not a good choice of drink for your age,” I said. I knew a little bit about drinks. “I know, but that’s all I can afford,” he told me the reason, and I didn’t know if I should say sorry or not? I let him pretend to enjoy his drink, then after a minute I said, “Can I buy you a nice drink?” He looked at me,. As if reading my mind, you slips a finger inside me… chuckling…. ‘Your a naughty girl, little one…’ One more stinging slap to my ass. I nod mutely… purring slightly as you stroke me slowly… You move closer to me.. and I can feel the throbbing as you brush your hard cock against the flushed cheeks of my ass. I shiver, unconsciously moving my hips back in eager anticipation. You pull your hand from me, smacking my ass, light and playful this time…. ‘Oh you want it, hmm little one?? You want it. Maybe your dad. Or maybe i leave them here. Maybe every time you come over here and blow us both, maybe we give you back one picture. Or maybe we fuck the daylights out of you here right now and burn the pictures when we're done. David started sobbing out loud about how sorry he was, he didn't mean to steal he just panicked when he realized he agreed to get fucked by a huge cock, blah blah blah, he admitted he loved cock but was terrified of getting fucked.Long story short before he stopped.