”The young girl looked up at me with her bedroom eyes and I got lost in them thinking of what her pussy looked like when she was naked. I speculated...that she shaved it closely because that was the fad with young girls these days.I suspected she was reading my mind because she blushed as my thoughts moved to imaging how tight she might be because she was so young.You could say I was at least in lust if not in love because my dick was so hard that I had to cross my legs under the table to hide my. After a while, I touched her where she wanted and started rubbing her with my fingers. I pushed one finger halfway in and she moaned even louder.Then I took my hand out and pulled her shorts and panties in one go and threw it across the room somewhere. I kissed her thighs immediately. I could see how moist she was.I put my finger back in and finger-fucked the hot junior girl with it. In a while, I put two fingers and was fucking her like that. I curled my fingers inwards hoping to hit my hot. I thought, how hard could it be to be his slave, him my Master? By the next day, I had just a few more questions for him, which he again answered patiently. By the end of the conversation, he seemed to know what I wanted more than I did at the time. He asked if I wanted to be his slave and after a few minutes I finally told him yes. He told me that I had to say it to him, and that I had to call him Master when I did so. After a few more minutes, I told him the words that he wanted to hear. He. He starts surprisingly slow for his enthusiasm, but then speeds up as Isabelles hot pussy engulfs his cock. As he fucks her, Isabelle moans, pushing her hips back in appreciation, her nails digging into the table. Sean finally comes to his senses and stands in front of her to receive his reward. Isabelles tongue quickly covers the head of his dick, parting the slit in search for his precum. Sean gasps, flinching forward between her tight lips. His hips thrust, finding her probing tongue able.