Big blue eyes sparkled like those of an Elven princess. Hair flowed over naked breasts, full and firm. Her smile was an invitation I dared not accept....She was too young, too vulnerable. Still guiding the big sedan down the dark highway, I reached over and pushed her to the far side of the bench seat. as if there was a spring on the door, she bounced back right back, closer than before. I pushed, she rebounded, each time closer, warmer, and more insistent. She was close enough now to reach past. Then he maneuvered his knees beneath her arms and grabbed hold of the bed frame for support. He leaned forward and lay the large purple head of his prick against her lips.Her nipples thrilled, tensed harder as she stared at the massive hard-on ramming straight up from his swollen balls. She reached up and took hold of it with her hand. Nancy came apart her brain streaking with multi-colored lights.And then Nathan Warner helped her stuff his big throbbing cook into her sucking mouth. Her head. She stopped kissing me and looked down at me.“You came with me, asked so few questions, did as I asked. You were perfect. Not a mindless slave but a woman born to be a supporter, a helper. Submissive but not supine. We three, the unholy trinity, have a mission. Part of that mission is to enjoy ourselves but not just be happy but total enjoyment, wealth, sex, fine clothes, fast cars, wine, food. Everything that life has to offer. You can help, be a part of us. You can be you, the whole you, the. For example, he'd say how fuckable the girl looked, or how a good fucking with a nine-inch dick was what that youngster needed, or how much he'd enjoy fucking such a tight body. And he always referred to her daughter as a cunt, a whore, a slut, a bitch. You just don't say those things to a girl's mother, especially the mother of a girl Felicity's age. It made no sense that he would say such things, other than that doing so must have given him a cheap thrill. Well, that, and because it was.