"A lot of crumbs have been here before."Davis ignored her, shrugged and led Jan away."Is she always that nasty?" Jan asked when they were out of earsh...t."Only when she's awake," Davis said. "I've never heard her complain when she was asleep." Christ it must be tough to live with that much antagonism inside you," the little girl, wise beyond her years, remarked."Garbage Lady is all right," Davis said. "She just doesn't like to admit she enjoys fucking." Are you going to fuck me first?" Jan. She feels my hot heavy hand slowly traveling up to her neck lifting up the curtain of her thick long lavish black hair. She shudders as she suddenly feels a hot wet long lick of lust upon the sensuous skin on her neck, sending arrows of pleasure shooting upwards from the tips of her toes, up through her wet pulsating clit, up to the hairs upon her head, gliding forth in pure bliss. She lets out an uncontrollable quivering sexual moan, every cell in her body begging for my touch, for my command,. Following supposedly the natural course she began to lusciously suck and lick her finger making him unconsciously groan.Suddenly she stood up and faced him; in his hesitant state he got up and tried to exit the bathroom. But she was quick and held him between her and the wall. His eyes were fixed on her face but his whole body was shaking. She held his shoulders with her elbows forcing him to stand still in his place. Taking her time she felt up the young masculine face in front of her, passing. " "Michael, I hope so; I really do. We can have so much fun together." "I think so too Jeanne, but now let's get back to your original question." "My original question?" "Yes, does it bother me when you tell me that you're playing with hot guys." "Does it?" "Sometimes maybe a little, but I need to get over that. Jeanne, if we're going to do this I want to really do it. I want you to enjoy your life as a slut. That means you should be playing with handsome men who are well endowed, skilled sex.