Suddenly she started at a noise to her right. As she heard it again she recognized the hooting of an owl. Owls were not unknown in Hawaii, even here i... the city. She frowned as she heard “who who! who who!” yet again.“None of your business who, you damned owl!” the little girl hissed into the night.The next sound she heard was one she knew well: Paul Macon’s laughter. The nine year old boy, dressed in black with his T-shirt pulled up over his face and the brim of his cap pulled low, emerged. She’s okay really when you get under the shell.”Cherry proceeds to give me Leah’s story, Apparently she is very well educated, has a degree in Economics, but just doesn’t communicate well. Even with her intelligence she hadn’t been able to find a decent job, ending up working at Cherry’s shop and lodging in her house.The rest of the evening goes brilliantly, and we are soon in a taxi heading back to Cherry’s house. We barely start moving before our hands are all over each other, kissing each. He didn’t touch her breasts. The cool air of their room felt icy against her sensitive nipples. They tingled in anticipation. She squirmed, willing him to take one between his lips.As if he knew what she was thinking, Derrick lifted his head, and with a grin, he said, “Is there something you want, Mistress?”Willpower, dammit. Willpower!“Touch them,” she begged. He indulged. “Only for good behavior,” he teased. His mouth moved to one breast, licked her nipple gently then he stopped. She arched. She was moaning in total revulsion as I picked the pace up and began to slam in and out of her hot cunt. I looked at her eyes as I prepared to cum. “Oh shit you fucking whore, do you want my cum on your face or in your cunt”?She shook her head and began to beg me. “Please don't cum in my pussy, please do it on my face”.I smiled at her cruelly and began to fire a massive load deep into her pussy as she began to sob louder and louder.I left her laying there as I went off in search of food. I.