But your mother and father will be home any minute.” Her head shot up and looked at the clock. He pumped long and deep a couple times as she struggl...d to read the time, “Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Damn.” She couldn't believe how late it had gotten. He pulled out again, “If you'll let me fuck you in the ass until I cum in it, I will. It'll just have to wait for another time.”Her body wanted more but she knew the rules. These moments are secrets and in order to continue having them it had to stay that. But i started to fuck on him like a slut on her toybouncing back his fat cock stretching me , moaning and having fun using his cock as a toyalone fucking and just having fun , i tried to repeat in my head not wanting to admit i was loving cock nowbut i kept bouncing back on him moaning loving every inch of it , so warm and big in my small no more shy holei cant describe how horny i felt feeling him grab me hold me and fuck me kissing my neck ''im going to cum boy''the words making me feel like. This was when it all started...Back in those days bread and milk was delivered to the house every day. The money for the delivery was left just inside the door and the young female baker would bound up the front steps, open the screen door and leave a loaf of bread. He knew the routine and that the baker would be arriving soon and so at first he would strip down to his shirt and underpants and lay on the sofa waiting. When she arrived he would feign sleep and wait for her to leave the bread,. However, she did not want a normal relationship with tenderness and commitment. What she wanted was the feeling of control that always accompanied punishing her boyfriends. At that time Ruth’s sister worked in a pharmacy and was able to supply her with condoms, so in high school Ruth stayed out of trouble. Taking a whipping and wearing a condom, those were to two conditions for anyone who wanted to have sex with Ruth Burnside. She was surprised how many of her classmates were desperate enough.