I could feel my pussy instantly moisten.Girls flocked him but i held my ground. “Don’t look desperate Ritika;” i reminded myself while i bit my ...ips hard to control the waves of erotic desired overcoming my body. I forced myself to act aloof. I continued my inane conversations with other boys, all trying their best to impress me with the stories of their foreign trips and dropping hints of their fathers’ wealth. How typical and such a turn off!Perhaps it was sheer luck that suddenly a storm. He was like a modern-day Perry Mason, though few young attorneys might even know what the reference meant.“I do apologize, Miss McBride, for calling unannounced. I wasn’t sure how else to contact you. I would very much like to have a conversation with you about your career.”I almost laughed out loud, “My career, sir? I don’t have a career left and, if you know who I am, you would certainly know that, sir.”He did laugh, though. “Miss McBride, I very definitely know who and what you are. I. We were both very slim as kids go but i noticed that he was hard . Now i did not know it then but he was abused by his dad.This was the first of many times we did this and we did it more and more in risky places , from car parks to the school cloak rooms .But this all changed one day when we went into the toilets where without warning he just grabbed my small penis and started sucking it , i was in shock yet it felt good (looking back on it now he knew what he was doing ) I got very hard but. She shoved her ass out to meet him, pushed her hips back against his, showing him that she was ready for his cock. He stroked the broken skin of her back as he felt her young little body stretch around him. His daughters pussy was always so wet, so fucking tight, and she gripped his cock with her little body like she couldnt get enough of it. Please, She whimpered. Please, Daddy, harder. He obliged her, of course. He gripped the sides of her narrow little hips as he pounded his cock deep inside.