Sloshing sounds as her cream build up and i drove my hand in her. She leaned up puling my off her nipple. Holding my head looking in my eyes "you fuck...ng whore " she yelled " pulling my hand from her dripping pussy and pulling it to my lips "lick it clean faggot she yelled and slapped my face. I took my fingers in my mouth sucking and savoring her pussy cream She screamed, "I raised a slut, a whore with a tiny cock, made her into a better cock sucker then me. Right you little faggot" Wack her. He smiled at her over his coffee. "What would you like foryour birthday, my love?" She looked down, blushing slightly. She had been thinkingabout this for weeks, ever since she decided he was the one for herand that she really wanted nothing better than to please him. Shefinally looked up at him and smiled shyly, "I want to be yours.Utterly and completely." His playful smile vanished briefly to be replaced by a moreserious but no less amused one. "Really now? And how can I be sure ofyour utter. That being the case his senses were particularly active and he was eager to try out the cute flirt. He put his arm around his lean and supple midriff and studied his face. ‘I like your hair.’ ‘You do?’ ‘Uh, huh. It suits you. I do, I really like it.’ Jemima blushed at the compliment. He was in the right mood that evening, but the further they went away from the house the more uneasy he was becoming. ‘If we go into the woods we’ll get lost.’ he said. ‘Don’t be stupid. It’s not a forest,’ Sammy. .. Eva, would you like a cup of tea?" Charles asked her.He nearly made the mistake of calling her by her real name but managed to avoid doing that in the nick of time.Ivy continued watching the film, oblivious to him. He thought that she was listening to him but ignoring him on purpose. He hated this. He hated it that she was not even responding to him.Charles left the lounge and went down the hall, towards the kitchen. He turned on the light switch inside the kitchen. The kitchen light came.