"Her tunic was ruined with the blood and semen but Helen remembered that Karl had told her never to wear it again, so she thought it could be thrown o...t later. She wore a less revealing summer frock which buttoned from the hem to the scoop neckline and was nearly big enough to fit her. When she went in to breakfast Karl glanced up and said "Open another three buttons at the top, Helen. I like to see what I own. You can go too far with the little girl look. One stroke, Frank, make a note."After. He ignored me and entered the cubicle placed his large hands on my shoulders and forced me to my knees. I tried to protest but he slapped me hard across the face. He put his face close to mine and I smelt whisky and cigarettes on his breath, ‘Shut the fuck up, just get your sweet lips round my cock, and I might not fuck your tight little ass’, he growled, ‘It had better be good or else’.He made a fist to emphasise the point that, I got loud and clear. I sank to my knees his cock inches from my. I was equally excited, but with Stacy I always tried to be the level-headed one. As we separated, I took a look at her.She stood at a petite 5’4 with relatively large C-cup tits, but years of swimming and dancing gave her toned thighs and midriff with a sizable, firm ass. Coupled with shoulder length black hair and tan skin from her mixed East Asian heritage, she had been the object of attention throughout High School. She never did reciprocate any advances because she was worried her parents. Her warmth pooled into the soft folds at the apex of her thighs. She felt the gentle throbbing of her clitoris aching to be touched. Tasting her mouth was not enough. Rafe felt so overwhelmed by having her naked and panting in bed. He knew her self-consciousness about her scars. Using his hands he stroked her and kissed her. Her collar bone and neck flamed as he licked and nibbled his way across her body. She shivered as he nuzzled her breasts. He caressed her right breast with his right hand..