The coach held him and looked down to see the small dick in the boy’s hand. The coach laughed as Melissa just stared at the black man holding Rob by...his shirt.“So you want to see the little slut get her punishment! I guess you can watch but you have to get her pussy ready for me to fuck her. Get down there and eat her pussy. Do a good job because I’m going to bust her wide open!”Rob lay on his back as Melissa squatted over his face. Rob started licking the excited young pussy and her juices. I let loose a stream, until a puddle formed around me feet. My mistress went and found the cute girl and asked for some paper towels and assistance. The cute girl looked at me and laughed. "I'm sorry this worthless human being pissed his pants on your floor, but I will make him clean it up." my mistress told her. As I was bent over cleaning up the mess, the girl that worked there said "Is he wearing panties too!?" My mistress took this chance and called me out. "Not only are you pissing your. She wasn't a supermodel, she wasn't dressed like a stripper with giant tits or a porn star makeover. She wasn't even what I would really call, "pretty." This girl was just cute. Cute in a sexy, fuck the brains out of her and keep her tied to your bed sort of way. I don't know if you can describe the way a girl this age can simply look at you with that,"Hi Daddy!" look and make you jack off ten minutes later. If you've experienced this phenomenon then you know what I mean. This monster was clad. Cynthia shuddering with pleasure as she slowly comes down. Her body relaxes. Her limbs unclench. Cynthia lies with her head against the edge of the box. She eventually turns around, sitting up and slips her arms around Robert’s neck, kissing him deeply. His hands roam over her, pulling at her dress. She helps him pull it off, stripping herself naked before him“Fuck ... you’re so beautiful,” Robert says, staring down at her as she sits there, pale skin glowing in the low morning light.Cynthia.