The young girl's clitoris was like a small penis and very sensitive. Billy's huge cock was throbbing and knew he had to hurry. The girl felt an orgasm...building in her gut, a tearing pleasure she had often induced with her toys. She whimpered and begged. He didn't even hear her for the sound of blood in his ears, as his huge cock filled and rose, thick and hard, the woman pleaser, the virgin destroyer."Ah, ah, ah," Jeannie gasped as she felt his tongue actually enter her vagina and then lick up. After school everyday I would ride my bike and pick her up from her school and then we would walk home. Typically we had the house to ourselves from 330 until bout 545 before mom got home. I started masturbating early ,since I was about n***, I believe it started after the first time I had walked in my mothers bedroom without her knowing and watched her fuck her flavor of the week. And once I had my first orgasm I couldn't ever quit thinking about getting off. When I turned twelve my mother. She stood up and turned around before raising her arms up. She was wearing a loose black dress that had a nice woven pattern for the seams and a lighter more intricate pattern in the in-between fabric. The sleeves were just past her elbows and looked a bit tight making the loose fit around the bottom spring up to reveal a tight undersized black thong underneath. A little clear honey like residue string hung glicining in the streetlight from her inner leg.He took his hand and lightly brushed the. He knew he should turn the truck around right now and head back home. He knew all those things, but his lust for this young girl was definitely in control now. Or rather, he knew that Lisa had taken control. She could do whatever she wanted and he would play along, powerless to stop her. He purposely guided the truck onto the roughest part of the roadbed and turned to watch Lisa’s beautifully rounded breasts bobbing up and down, her tits swaying to the motions of the truck. Lisa closed her eyes.