Besides it wasn’t because he thought that he could get in my pants either, however I knew that he could if he wanted too. Tim was sixteen years old,...cute, tall, and everything that had I every wanted in a boy. I was fifteen years old, pretty as hell, and I now wore a 34-C bra. Boys always noticed my big breasts and I made sure not to hide them either like some of the girls did. I showed them off proudly and made sure that the boys knew that they couldn’t have them either. I was the envy of most. She moved with the pleasure machine, eyes closed, hands behind her, thrusting out her luscious chest, nipples distended, her young breasts bobbling, belly and thigh muscles contracting and relaxing, now in sync and almost purring, exhaling with each penetration, sucking in air, just, “Ah, ah, ah.” Eyes closed, mouth gaping, mind empty, nearing climax.Her handsome father entered her room, his engorged penis in his hand, and stepped to her side. She smiled up at hm, opened her mouth and stuck out. I love sucking off loads of different men."My jaw hit the floor. "Fucking hell, Rita, are you serious?"She smiled at me. "I'm deadly serious, babe. I got into sucking off random men a couple of years ago and I'm really loving it"My eyes were on stalks, my ears were burning and my jaw was still on the floor. I listened intently and started drinking, intensely as she talked me through what she did.. All I could think about when she was telling was, would I like tasting all that cum.She'd get home. You'll be dead before mid-day tomorrow and your cock and balls; those pathetic objects that have brought you here, will be on display in a jar, every woman here having thoroughly enjoyed watching you snuffed. Your punishments will be watched over and over again long after you have gone, as your week and death will be shared by millions of women watching the recordings; our orgasms will be extra intense, knowing you'll swing endlessly at the mere touch of a button. I, and many others will have.