Sarah knew all about Jason's late night masturbation sessions, and in them she saw a window of opportunity.Sarah was lying awake in bed, her arms fold...d behind her head. She glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand; 1:03 in the morning. Normally Jason would have made his escape by now. She was beginning to think he intended to skip a night when she heard footsteps carefully making their way down the stairs. She smiled to herself as she thought over her plan in her head.The sound of. As the wonderful feelings began to abate the young girl pushed the Piper's long slim cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. It began to fill her throat. She fought off the desire to gag and kept pushing the cock further down until she had it all in her mouth and down her throat. The magic of those first two droplets of the Piper's essence directed her actions and slowly, steadily she started to bob her head back and forth bringing the Piper's cock head back to her lips before swallowing it all. However, for some reason I was willing to listen to her side of the story. I told her to calm down and to tell me what had happened.She wanted me to turn out the lights and take her upstairs where there was less of a chance that someone would see her. I did as she requested.I took her into my bathroom because it had a small window that was frosted and almost impossible to see through. I left the light out and sat on the edge of the bathtub as she sat on the toilet.She introduced herself as. You excused yourself for just a moment and disappeared into the bathroom, then returned with an armful of items and laid them carefully on the bed. I strained to see what they might be in the soft glow afforded by the lanterns. You arranged three candles on each nightstand then struck a match and carefully lit them. A soothing scent of lavender wafted through the room and I inhaled deeply of it. Mm! In the flickering candlelight the figures on the wall hangings seemed alive, dancing in the.