Little bitch could spend her whole summer sitting at Dad's feet if she wanted, as long as she stayed out of Priscilla's way.And then the phone rang. S...e let it howl for six or seven rings before her father shouted from the living room, "Pick it up, Priss, damn it!"She did."Am I talking to Miss Priscilla Devereaux?" said the quiet, vaguely-familiar man's voice. She'd heard the voice before, but where?"Yes, this is she," Priscilla answered. He'd better not be selling anything."I have a message. I stop and have you roll over. We kiss and I slowly move down your neck, your breasts, kissing each one, the just shaved area about your labia, so smooth and inviting. I kiss your labia and you are very wet now. I take you inner labia into my mouth and they are so smooth and warm. I caress you breasts as I take as much of you into my mouth as I can. My tongue finds your hole and I plunge it in as far as I can. You taste so good. I work it in and out as you hold my head in place and push it in. “They are all guilty, but not for any crimes against me.”“But you don’t need to kill. I know you’re mind is sick, but if you can get the right medicine, you won’t be tormented by those voices anymore. You don’t have to live and die this way.”“Yes I do, it is my only path.”“You say your only path is one that you kill, but you didn’t kill me. Tell me, why did you spare my life?” Carter was silent and could not meet her gaze.“If I can help you so that you no longer need to kill, will you answer my. "I love your body," I exhaled."You'd do anything to fuck me, wouldn't you?" she teased."Absolutely," I moaned."We'll see," she giggled. "But first, I want you to show me what a good little cocksucker you are. Do you want to suck my big dick, Timmy?"I hesitantly nodded, now completely in her control."Let me hear you say it," she commanded as she gave my cheek a firmer whack with the rubber tool."I want to suck your cock, Scarlett," I replied."Open wide, little boy," she teased as she inserted.