My own black bob haircut perfectly frames the heavy slut make-up that I must wear at all times. My make-up also acts to enhance my naturally high set...and rather feminine cheek bones. Add to that my delicate silver nose ring, silver ear studs and a newly pierced lower lip, it really is impossible to mistake me for anything but a twenty something submissive little slut. An overly tight black, half length t-shirt moulds snugly around my small breasts and helps my nipples to protrude visibly.. I’m fourteen!” A little adolescent excitement was appropriate for the occasion, so I let my inner kid out and enjoyed the attention.As Sondra drove us to court, I felt a darkness settle over me. Having to face Hazel Thompson was weighing heavily on me. I wasn’t sure whether I could remain under control once we were in the same room. My inner man wanted to tear her head from her body and set it on fire. The fourteen year old, weak and sick boy wanted to run somewhere far away, or hide under a. Next I painted a flurry of kisses and caresses to the inside of her leg all the way up to but not on her pubic region. I then moved to the outside of her other leg and repeated the process all over again. This time I bypassed her pubes and proceeded up to those dual mountains of exquisite pleasure called breasts. I circled the base of one breast in ever decreasing circles until I ended up at her very erect nipples where I kissed, licked and sucked like a newborn seeking nourishment. Grace was. Cathy then started to approach his cock, slowly with her mouth. She relaxed her mouth, intending to take every single inch of it into her sweet throat.She placed her mouth on Jimmy's rod. With her tongue, she began to tease the crack in the head, pressing her tongue inward, sucking up the spunk which was oozing from it.She scooped up the musky pre-come with her tongue, and sucked it down her throat. She liked the taste of it, even if it were a little strange. Cathy, when she masturbated, had.