She was shocked, and tried to cover her cunt. I stopped her from doing so and told her, I was in the room for the last 20 minutes and saw everything. ...he couldnt believe the situation she was in and did not resist and could not blame me either. I hugged her and assured her I would not tell anyone about this and kissed her again and she showed some shame. I reassured her and told her, everybody does that. Men, womenall do it so there was nothing wrong. and complimented her on her great effort.. The sixteen year old brunette let out a scream and tried to double over but couldn’t.“Do you want that again?”“N…n….n..no.”“So what are you going to do Miss P.T.?”“Take my jeans off.”“Good girl.”My mouth raw, shaking and trying to forget the consequences of my actions I pulled the t-shirt off her head. Her pretty big blue eyes were full of tears, her lovely cheeks flush, her full lips downwards quivering. Charlotte reluctantly stood up, trying to hide her spanked boobs from me. She stood in. “Damn,” he said. “I just keep thinking I should have seen it and done something.”“It was that fucking label,” Brian said, shaking his head angrily. “I got a pretty good idea of what she went through in high school. I saw it all the damned time with kids I grew up with. I’ve spent a lot of time with Travis over the past few weeks and he paints a picture of a lonely girl with no real friends and little parental supervision. So what does that fuckin’ label do? They pulled a guppy out of the fish. “Oh my god, yes! Oh, fuck that feels good.” Emily moaned as my throbbing cock rocked in and out of her incredible cunt.I tried to pick up the pace, but already my entire body was flinching and spasming as I could feel my orgasm all-to-quickly arriving. Every part of her seemed to be teasing me, torturing my dick into submission. Her incredibly strong walls were massaging, or maybe milking me like nothing before. A few thrusts later and I knew I couldn’t hold on.“Oh fuck Em, I’m going to…” and.