It was summer, after her first year of college, and she’d worked up a sweat mowing her lawn. I was putting flashing around my foundation and struggl...ng to get both ends of a long strip under shingles. I saw her watching, and I called out, “Would you mind giving me a hand?” We’d never met, and she seemed uncertain, but she came anyway. Her walk was saucy, though I’m sure she wasn’t putting on a show. We introduced ourselves, and I told her I'd helped her mom out a couple of times. I wanted her. My cock is throbbing hard at this point, itself waiting to dive into this tender starlet’s pussy.Now with her legs wrapped around my waist, I give her a tease. I’d rub the head of my cock against her pussy lips, and tease entry. I’d tease her until she cried out for me to fuck her, and fuck her good.I slide my cock in and she moans in agreement. I’d pump that pussy good and hard. I’d look down at her and smile, asking her if she is liking it. She would say yes. She’d try and get me to stop, so. I let her think that but at this point we didn’t know who Tom really was. I outlined how things would play out from this point on. Until I had made my final decision, she would continue the secretive early morning video shows, flashing her boobs as always, keeping things ‘normal’. I would provide the recipe printouts, only they would not be the real deal. We had to keep ‘Tom’ interested and he would get suspicious if the transmissions came to an abrupt end. Danny would get back on the case when. "Please," she said, a dry croak no more audible thanthe caress of bare skin by a leather whip. She coughed, and tried again. "Please,I'll say anything, confess to anything. Whatever you want. Anything. I'lldo anything, just... please... don't... hurt me... any more... Anything..." It was a shameful and pathetic display, but the girl was capableof no more. Her pride had deserted her in this dark chamber, gone utterlyfrom her soul. "I know you will," whispered the woman, her face stillin.