Now and then he wouldsmack it, harder now, telling me that if I was "good" he "might" fuck me. I then of course became even more wet and the effort no... to movewas even harder. Still, I continued sucking on Him, running my tung along his shaft and keeping it moist. He brought one of my hands up andplaced it on his balls, I then started rubbing them, still sucking the now fully erect cock. He started to push harder on the back of myhead, making me take it all into my mouth; which was a struggle.. He had a real young looking face and brown hair that was combed forward then pushed up in the front. Honestly he could have passed for a 6th or 7th grader if he wanted to. We went to what they called a traditional high school meaning we had a strict dress code we had to follow. We had to wear a polo shirt that was a solid color and slacks that were khaki, navy, or black. Well Sean had four different shirts he wore but only two pairs of pants. Both were zip off pants which was against the dress. “I fucked your mother years ago and she had Clarissa. Now you’re gonna have my baby, and no damn abortion, do you hear me girl?” Russell yelled very demandingly, and to reinforce his point, he gave Cheryl a slap across her cheek.Cheryl knew her uncle was just mean enough to have her arrested and sent to jail for prostitution if she didn’t comply with his demands.“Do you understand me girl?” Russell demanded to know, and when he raised his hand to slap the teen again, Cheryl in a very reluctant. "Ok what are we going to do with the film?" he said."I've got no idea," I said, "I just took it on impulse." I know this guy, I play football with him, works in a processing lab," he said, "I could asked him?" Yeah great," I said, "but it must be on the QT, ok." When we got home I took the coat out of the boot and retrieved the camera. It was a top quality digital compact, he was going to be really pissed when he finds it gone. The coat too was of good quality and almost new; it fitted me.