At first she was shocked with his uncouth language and yet, given the circumstances it was really stimulating and he was soon between her outstretched...legs and giving her some of which she had just enjoyed of him, the wonderful lovely deep feeling of his oral enjoyment of her, the touch of his mouth and tongue exploring every sinew of her femininity and the real urge now of wanting to feel his cock inside despite the consequences and her upbringing, it was far too good to miss and her. Expecting... hoping... the head of his cock now sticking out.Theresa spread her legs wide. Using her long fingers, she parted the lips of her delicious pussy. "Lick me, Thor. Get me hot."Thor obediently went between his beautiful mistress's legs. His tongue slapped out, slithered up through her exposed pussy gash. Warm sudsy fuck cream greeted his tongue, coated it. He did it again. His reward was Theresa's whimpering moans of pleasure."Oooo, Thor. This is the only way to relax." She heaved a. She gagged and choked and began to cry again. He didn’t care. He just held her firmly by her hair and continued to rape her small mouth.“Yes, baby girl! Yes! You ready for my surprise?” he didn’t wait for her response.He thrust forward and began to eject an entire load of hot seed into his baby sister’s tiny mouth. She choked and spluttered and screamed a muffled cry of terror into his beating cock. Cum seeped from the edges of her mouth and down her cheek. She had managed to swallow some but. But I'm never completely one or the other. But that'show I am.So, apart from the seaside terrors, I found several things odd thingsabout growing up. Firstly, I wasn't very old when I could read and write.I remember being able to read as soon as I could hold a book, and beingable to read things on the TV. It took a little longer to show that Icould write, because I know now that the motor skills had to develop, butI was little Rosalind, prodigy, to all around me. I simply wasn't goingto read.