The pleasure mounted ... her sounds or moans and small screams said it all. “I clutched one of your tits and dug my fingernails into your flesh.” ...“Yessssssssss. James, oh James. I clutched my tits as you were describing baby. Sharp points of pain radiated through me, transforming into pleasure as it spread. James ... my sweet James, I’m fast approaching climax. This isn’t going to be any amusing firecracker like I usually achieve. This is a daisy-cutter raging for release Jamessssss.....” “Oh. The girl was crying and gripping her mom’s wrists. I looked at the woman and paused. “Do it.” The woman said. I drew my hips back and thrust the forward. The girl screamed as I buried my dick into her pussy. I looked down to see blood coating my shaft. The girl cried loudly as she scratched at my chest and her mom’s arms. “Stop it!” The woman shouted at her daughter. She then looked at me and said, “Keep going. She’s fine. Just don’t cum inside her.” I was fucking a thirteen-year-old girl. I. The mixture of water and your cum makes it easier to fuck you but you're still so tight I can feel every muscle contraction. Every time your pussy tries harder and harder to take want it wants, trying to pull my cum from my body and keep it.I lift you up slightly more allowing me to pass even deeper until you can feel my cock nudging against your cervix. You can feel my cock hardening and pulsing and knowing that I’m close and love to cum with you, you reach down and start to pull and rub your. . difficult and restrictive in just enough ways that I was eager to escape.“I think that was the point. To drive me away. If it was, it worked. He’s eager to be rid of me, which he now is, you see. He was nice in other ways, at least partly because I could charm him at least some of the time. But, yes, it was unpleasant enough, intentionally so, for me to buy my way out. So, how about it? Wanna claim me?” the sultry young Persian lady smiled in ways that made it easier for David to picture her.