She was pretty. He was surprised at how pretty she was. She was getting closer. She was naked and her lean body was mesmerizing and she walked conf...dently toward him. She kept eye contact with him. She had a sweet, innocent smile on her face.“Yes”, she said, sweetly. “A fairy.” She was getting closer. Vince was so stunned that he didn’t realize that his pants were still down and his penis was engorged. She was getting closer. Her small breasts bounced just a little as she walked. I wanted to fuck him so badly! "What's wrong, Daddy? You don't like my mouth on your dick? Or you don't get turned on by me? But look, look at my nice titties! They're overflowing handfuls now! I love my nipples poking right up, and they're so cute, so small and pink... And my pussy, it's always so wet for you, Daddy... I fuck myself everyday thinking of you and your cock. You don't like my pussy, Daddy?" I said with an exaggerated pout."No, no Steph, it's not that..." he groaned. I kept. Her wet mouth felt amazing.“Ahhh. That’s it sweetie.”He started moving her head back and forth on his dick, slipping in a little deeper every time. She closed her eyes and instinctively started bobbing her head back and forth. Ben let go of her head and leaned back. The girl was sucking his cock like a whore, one small hand placed at the base of his penis and taking the rest into her mouth. She was clearly enjoying it, and Ben found it amusing. He leaned back in pleasure as the teenage girl. If I did I wouldn’t be there doing what I do. Still that was my last concern. As for my reputation I could give less than a damn about what people think of me. My motto is ‘If you worry about what others think of you what does that really say about what you think about yourself?’ No worries there. But there was more than ‘me’ for me to think about. Another round of cliches. ‘Things done in the dark will one day come to light’. ‘A fish would never get caught if it only kept its mouth shut’. ‘To.