” She closed her eyes as she said it, embarrassment intensifying. She sounded like a whore. No, not even a whore. Whores are paid for their servic...s. They get fucked, but only because their John wants to fuck them. Their own wants are irrelevant. She sounded like a slut. A slut lying in bed, telling the guy to hurry up and get it over with. To make her come. To do it hard and fast and get out of her bed so she can roll over and go to sleep and go out the next day and do it again. Not like a. She had her mother’s bone structure and not an ounce of unnecessary fat could be found anywhere. Simply put she had a drop dead gorgeous body that most models would kill for. She was already being pursued for the runway and had a contract pending with Pulse. She had modeled in her teens and could have continued after high school but had decided to work on her first degree instead. Her thick black hair fell in luxurious waves to her shapely buttocks. Her huge grey eyes could be piercing one. She was continuing to try and fight to get my hand out of her blouse, but with less effort. “You can say that all you want, but I can tell you're enjoying this. Your nipples are as hard as little rocks and your breathing is getting heavier. We both know you want this, so just relax and let me take care of you. Unless that is you’re afraid you won’t be able to keep up with a young troublemaker like me.“ Without waiting for a reply I slid my hand from her firm ass to the front, slowly lifting her. Symphony wrapped her arms around his thighs, stroking his hard prick with just her fingertips. She sucked one nut into her hot mouth, just holding it there, letting it puff out her cheeks. Finally letting it slip from between her lips, Symphony started licking his sac again, getting it wet with her spit. She licked at that special area between the sac and the asshole and Jack's body quivered.When Rebecca opened her eyes, all she could see of her young daughter was her slender legs, knees up,.