Now that some time had passed though she was trying to fight it. Sophie had told me - completely oblivious to her role in it all - that Hanna had been...acting strangely around her as well; not talking as much and trying to not be in the same room as her overlong.Even though I hadn’t had time to have sex with Sophie either, we still saw each other every day. The teen was quite taken with me and made the point - regardless of how busy she was - to stop by and see me each morning before she left. Hehad the impression that her eyes were looking straight into him,straight into his mind. She had such brazen confidence! She seemed toknow more than he did. As he looked his heart skipped a beat.So beautiful! But there was something dangerous about her as well. Hewas a middle-aged man looking lasciviously at a picture of a teenagedgirl, and yet her gaze made him feel that he was the one who was beingscrutinised. For a moment he felt exposed. She was looking at him withthat same good-natured. I thought I would lose control but before I did, He withdrew from my dripping cunt and moved to where my head laid over the opposite end of the table, He was down against the floor and I could see His wet hard cock as He stroked it under my face. I watched as it looked like it jerked in His own hand, then His warm cum erupted and splattered against my face. His breathing was hard, as was mine and in between gasps He said, “Still not ready to give Me what is Mine, little one?”I began to sob,. His high pitch voice sounded familiar. I looked him up and down and admired him. He was maybe 5 foot 6 and 130 pounds. He had shoulder length curly bleach blond hair, blue eyes and perfect teeth.His short running shorts had definitely been purchased from the women’s side of the store. His black tank top had a small rainbow in the center as if you couldn’t already tell he was gay. He was perfect. I had never been attracted to men but he was different. Not one masculine cell in his body. I.