Her jump had landed her right on my dick, and I’d just deflowered my little girl. My first instinct was to push her off, but I knew that that would ...urt, too, and I didn’t want to cause her any more pain. She tried to get up, but the pain made her stop, tears were running down her face. I pulled her head towards me, until her face was resting on my chest, I could feel her tears. I tried to soothe her, told her that I could fix this, but it would take a few minutes. “We just need to wait. If I. She also sensed my urgency by the speed and force, I had started to fuck her mouth and reaching for her nipples to play with. Suddenly, I was there and my cock started gushing my very thick, sticky and viscous sperm and very naturally healthy juice to hit her throat. She took about 2—3 squirts in her mouth but then took me out and finished me with her hand, while the ropes of my cum were hanging off her lips and over her breast. I was breathless, when she teased me still more to ask, if I. He recognized the look well, for it was an expression he had worn many a time himself, and so he lovingly reached into the bulge of his underwear where his pool of filth lay, and scooped out a moderate portion, smearing it across her now grinning face, taking particular care to push the smoldering mush into her expectant mouth, chuckling to himself as she giggled in gluttonous pleasure. She was young, not ten years, but Mr. Bowdoinham looked behind her pale dress, gazing upon the budding. What you just told me makes me see that your vulnerability is what really attracts me, maybe because I feel it inside me as well. I could never put your incredible physical presence together with your shy and hesitant manner. Can we just get out of here?" I could hardly breathe and averted my eyes from his intensity. I could feel myself flush and stumbling for words, I banged my knees of the table as I rose quickly and blurted, "I been aching for you to ask me, let's go!" My studio apartment.