He was an older guy and really liked to see me come in and help me. As time went on our conversations turned sexual with him joking about how many gi...ls I had played around with and so on. Well, I hadn’t because I was only just 13 and had jock thoughts on my mind not girls. Oh, by that time I was really into masturbation and walking around with a perpetual hardon 24/7. I told Jack, the manager, that I really hadn’t messed with girls but admitted that I beat off a lot. He laughed and told me. After a moment’s thought, he leaned over and pulled the improvised gag out of her mouth. The beast wanted to experience Echo’s torment with every one of his senses to their fullest extent.He shifted back between her legs and with the outward appearance of tenderness, he gently wiped the crusty residue of sex from her nethers until he was satisfied with their cleanliness. He set the warm cloth on the small of her back and used both hands to part both of her ass cheeks and spread them wide open.. I was a mess. My jacket was torn and there was a hole in one knee of my jeans; on the other leg the jeans were almost completely torn off at the thigh, just hanging by a few threads. There were bruises and cuts and scratches all over, and when I'd snuck a look in some shop windows on the way home I thought I saw some dried blood around my nose and face."Nothing happened," I said. If you're going to tell a lie, I always figured, tell a big one.It didn't work. "Nothing? You look like you went 10. Her hip was on my hip, the side of her breast on the side of my breast. I could feel my hot, wet, aching to be touched pussy. I was restless and couldn't sit still to save my life. Angels smile got bigger and whispered in my ear, "Impatient I see." Thoughts raced through my mind trying to figure out what she meant, but when I felt a soft hand caress my breast through my shirt those thoughts flew out the door. I looked over at her and into her eyes. She looked so beautiful and I leaned in and.