So sultry… so sluttish... so ME! I laughed as my father knocked on my door again shouting about time. “Come in, I’m almost ready. Just gotta g...ab my bag and put my bracelet and earrings on,” I shouted as I finished dabbing perfume in specific places, behind the ears, neck, collar bone, cleavage, crease of the arms, wrists and behind my knees. “DAMN!” he shouted. “Is that good or bad?” I looked up at him; well, down with these heels on. He stood staring at me with his mouth open. . "Just keep doing it like that. Just let your instincts take over. I'll cum in your mouth for you." Oh," panted Lorelei. "I want you to. I want you to cum in my mouth. I want that so much... I've been fantasizing about you. I've been thinking about you in class, dreaming about giving you head and having you cum in my mouth. I want to swallow it all. I want your cum."I nodded, my cock throbbing with anticipation. "Just suck my cock, baby. You're doing it right. Just imagine you're a horny slut. I knew that someday someone would find out but I never expected it to be you, of all people. Why you can’t be much over thirteen.”I blurted out, “I’m fourteen and I jerk off every day to pictures on the Internet. It was only last night that I put two and two together. Well I put those three women together and then I matched them to you. I was right. I knew it. I just knew it.”Rachelle said, “Okay, okay, now what do I do with you?”I smiled and said, “Please let me fuck you. One of your. I reach for your hands to bind them with the tie that I had slipped inside my boot, but before I can accomplish what I had planned, you pull my body so that I am lying on top of you. You flip me in a move that you still remember from your high school wrestling days, and soon I am on my back, hands pinned underneath me. “No,” you say.“No!” I reply. I will not take this. I want you to suffer, to feel some of the pain that has been ravaging me. Why am I suffering? Because the pain that tortures.