“Please sit down,” said David as she stood towering over him, “Tea, coffee, anything to eat?”“A cup of coffee would be very welcome,” she ...eplied, and David duly fetched her one. It was accompanied by a custard cream biscuit which she put to one side. “I do have to watch my weight,” she remarked, “I don’t like to let it get over twenty stones.”“Well, I don’t imagine one biscuit would matter,” he replied.“Don’t you believe it. The fitness tests we have to pass are killing if I put on an ounce of. You gently slide your finger into me, getting me readyfor your hardness, all the while still stroking me. I writhe with desire,from the things you are doing to my body, until I have to say, "Please! Ineed you to fuck me! Fuck me now!" Don't worry, sweetie, you're going to get the ride of your life!" youreply.Then you stand, take my hand and place it on your cock so that I canstroke you and get you ready to enter me. I take the lube and slide it upand down your shaft until it is slick and. I stood there staring at her flat stomach, her small round boobs in her bra, her white thighs, petite nice soft looking legs, and I felt myself getting freaked out. I should not be looking at a sixteen-year-old girl this way. Especially one that was staying in my house dealing with family bullshit and parent problems.I moved quickly away from the door and went into my room. I climbed into bed and as typical living alone, I left the door open.I laid there, turned on the TV, turned the volume. The dildo in my throat wentall the way down and filled both throat and mouth completely. Not onlythat, but it was apparently also reinforced with steel making itcompletely rigid and forced me to look straight ahead as I hung there. But I had other things to think about as Master Butch reached my ass.Before commencing he had given me a very healthy dose of Viagra and Iwas harder than forged steel. This had puzzled me a bit since I hadnever had any problems with getting it up, almost no matter.