Determined to show me first hand that the experience was so poorly executed he would be my first in a way that actully counted. So on or just after my...18th birthday i was to be his.As that day grew near he grew more impatient . The problem being I hadn't turned 18 yet. I had grow so accustom to padding my age in NY to cruise porn theaters that it was out of my mouth before I knew it and I was scared to take it back for fear of what might happen or not happen as the case may beHe would call me. Tried to move and didn’t want to. I pushed my hips back against his cock and sucked a breath through gritted teeth. And then the crop was gone, and he was pressing himself hard into me, crushing me against the edge of the machine. His free hand left my neck, I heard a belt buckle as he pulled back, felt clothes rustling, heard change jingle as his pants hit the tiled floor. He leaned back over me, the crop in my face again, my head turned to see him from the corner of my eye. The leather. She loved to feel the air tickle her tiny body. She loved the feel of the soft grass against her skin. Mommy saw her and told her that only naughty little girls showed their private places to the world. Then mommy took her inside and beat her with a belt until her little legs and bottom were bruised. When she was very little, she liked to put her hands down the front of her panties and rub her little cunny at night. It relaxed her and the nice feelings helped her drift off to sleep. Mommy. Just as I thought, she was grinning impishly. I grunted and focused on not raping her right there on the granola and yogurt."I'm sorry if I got you in trouble. Really, I am. Is there anything I can do to make it better?" she asked seductively.She wiggled her firm ass suggestively on my cock. It slipped a little further between her thighs. Her seductive and sexy actions belied the innocent expression on her face. She knew exactly what she was doing and the effect she was having on me."It's all.