Oh, dear. Ouch! Please… please… please. Help!Sweat was dripping from Smith’s nose as he worked slowly and carefully inside the young girl. He... happy button rubbed against his cock shaft and excited her. Her cunt spasmed and nearly strangled his penis. He erupted and filled her… over and over. Smith left happy… with a fantasy of little girls in his mind.Two days later she was scheduled to be with a special client… he reserved her for the whole day which had never happened before. He had a. .. But then? What the Hell? Who gives a shit? Leaning down, placing his hand just beneath the man’s throat, feeling for his jugular vein, the tip of a third skewer between his thumb and forefinger pressing inward, he glances closely into the instantly changing glare of the man’s eyes from hate to trepidation, the overwhelming knowledge of facing his demise giving off that hint of fear impossible to conceal, even to a tough guy. ?You? You fucking psychopath? You’re not going to. The boobs and so big than the one I saw in cam and my hands were only reaching there. Now I have massaged her all over the front portion and the body including her big ass. By now she is totally naked and I was giving her a nice fingering while my mouth was playing with her tits and her lips . I was kissing her passionately and playing with her clit. She was moaning loudly and husband was offering his big hardon to her which she was licking and sucking. This went for a while and I was able to c. Was it wrong to lust after her daughter’s teacher?At home the next evening, Cassie flipped through her old year books, looking to see who she still recognized. It was surprising how many kids she couldn’t remember. There were a lot of people she’d simply lost touch with. Most had moved on to unspectacular lives where they did the same as her, worked hard to make a living as they chased scaled-down versions of their dreams.The pictures of Mr. Keene didn’t do justice to her memories of him. How.