"I-I don't think he is. Why would he lie?" Lots of reasons." I don't think he is. Anyways, we'll find out together!" Will you marry me, Sarah?" I s...id with a big grin on my face, myeyes dark slivers, like crescent moons. Because I was so tiny, Emilyalways told me I looked like a little girl when I smiled like that."Of course I will, my lovely. You shall be my blushing bride," shereplied, in a fakey Brit accent. Sarah was so sweet, I could've eatenher up like a birthday cake.I hugged her. . Then I got to thinking that I could possibly extend that principle, that I had in my hands a way to get a little natural justice. I started to search the kitchen. There was a door at the back that led to a large root cellar, back when we lived here we'd just dumpedour junk inside. Opening the door I found that the new occupants didlikewise; a coil of rope, probably a clothes line, came to hand. A search of the kitchen draws came up with a variety of towels and a pair of pink rubber kitchen. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth. I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, it was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make her vomit. She then. ” She whispers now sounding fearful.I plunge two fingers inside her pussy which is still gaping after my hard fucking. I slam my fingers into her over and over hard and fast my only aim is to bring her quickly to the point of climax. “Please can I cum Sir?” Taylor gasps out through her moans.“No.” I pull my fingers out of her pussy and giving her inner thighs a hard slap each.She groans at the sudden loss of my fingers inside her and the sharp slaps to her inner thighs. I wait a short moment.