‘I figured,’ I replied. ‘See you tonight.’ ‘Goodbye,’ he said and drove off. ‘Are you okay?’ my mom asked as I watched pop’s car lea...ing the parking lot. She had moved over to the driver’s seat in her car. ‘Sure,’ I answered, forcing a smile on my face. ‘You’re lying,’ she said, making me laugh. Mom could always read me. I looked at her and couldn’t stop myself from picturing the last time I saw her before this whole thing started. She hadn’t even recognize me. The truly sad part was that. Anyway, he starts talking about some of my bad moods I have been having. I don't want to talk to him about them because some of them are about him and the others are stuff I just don't want to talk about. So I tell him nothing is wrong. And he says: Look, I know a little about girls your age. And one of the things they are worrying about is that they don't like their bodies. Either their breasts are too small or too large, or their waist is not small enough or their hair is wrong, or they think. Although she didn’t fully understand what it meant to surrender her body, she did know that she had been bad. Her blush deepened. Just this morning, she had rubbed on her clit and fingered her pussy, nearly cumming in the process. She rushed up to him. Clenching her small hands in his shirt, she cried, “Please, don’t be mad at me, Master. I didn’t know.” “When was the last time you touched yourself?” he asked, watching her reaction closely. Belle considered lying to him, but realized she was. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa……….she hold my cock and put that inside……………i ramped her………..she told in child hood she also wanted me to touch that……….but idiot you didn’t do that at all……….. On hearing my pleasure gone up……..with happy i was fucking her………….she smiling with shy……..told never thought of such a experience………..nice fuck me hard……………..she got her peak………mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm fast…….fast………… I told her i about to cum…………no problem……………..fast and cum inside……………….i fucking fast……………and cock explode and.