His fingers began sliding in and out of her hole while he flicked his tongue at her clit. He could hear her whimpers get louder, her tits shaking now....His fingers continued a steady pace in and out of her cunt, his tongue licking quicker and greedier against her clit.She moaned into the duct tape, writhing on the bed, twisting against her restraints, against her assailant. He went on undeterred, hungrier than he'd ever been for pussy meat. She involuntarily grinded her pubic mound at his face,. Well anyways this continued for a few weeks, until one Friday she said , shall we give them 10 minutes, and then have a early weekend , starting with me treating you to a coffee, oh yes please, I would like that .So 10 minutes came ,and she said just follow me , we walked to her car , I enquired were are we going , oh my flat , I make better coffee than the canteen .So we arrived at her flat it was well laid out and tidy , we sat chatting on the sofa, until the light started to fade I said I. "I don't think I could pose nude for photos though," she told him. "I'm sure my parents wouldn't like that."Smiling, Dave gave that soft, sweet laugh, telling her, "I don't photograph children nude Megan. Just adults."With that settled in her mind, Megan asked, "You really think I could model for you?" Really!" Dave replied. "You are very pretty."Lifting her chin, he looked closely into her eyes, examining them. Dave noticed flecks of green ringing her pupils and how they blended into a light. Number four was looking very haggard these days, fucked out, destined for the discard pile from which there was no escape. The first three had all died rather violently."Take her out, get her cleaned up so we can see what we've got, buy her some decent clothes and show her around. Get her back here by six. OK?" She gave me a wad of fifty-dollar bills."Yes'm," I said with a smile, and I took the girl's hand and hurried her down the stairs and out to my car. "Buckle up," I said, thinking what I.