But her father was a man of great passions and when he had exhausted all the pretty socialites in Albion he wondered what else there was to live for. ...ndeed nothing: he was not a patron of any art nor felt moved to refine his trade anymore then needed. "So why bother?" read his suicide note. "Why should I be forced to lead a life bound in boredom?" He died how he lived, strung up with a green silk cord around his neck and a whore around his cock.?I?m like my father,? she thinks. Because she. She asked where I lived and I told her “nearby” but didn’t specify my building a short distance away.I figured I didn’t have a lot of time with this young morsel so I quickly got the conversation on whether she had a boyfriend and she did, an “older” 17-year-old guy. She said they didn’t really “go out” because he dad wouldn’t let her actually date yet. That’s when I learned that she had just turned 14 and I nearly chickened out right then.But, hey, it was a late night on the beach with a very. He positions her over him and as if controlling her by her large full breasts, he steers her to arch her back where a group of throbbing cocks wait for her wet lips. As she arches back and feels cock after cock slap her face and fill her mouth, her wet pussy-lips spread wide for ‘The Professor’s hard cock that settles deep inside her and caresses every wall inside her.She then takes turns letting each man fill her ass as ‘The Professor’ fills her pussy. Her clit throbs and heaves as if about to. It felt hotter and tighter than it was earlier.. Then he said "mmmmmm……..your sweet little cunt is tighter than ever, so now I’m gonna fuck your little pussy!" He took my hand away and teased my pussy with the head of his cock. I was feeling a little dread but at the same time, I wanted him. He pushed my legs apart and put my knees over his shoulders. Then he raised his hips and furiously slammed his cock into my pussy all the way to the hilt. I watched in the mirror as he slammed my pussy and.