Jessie knew that this challenge was lost as her juices continued to drip out of her pussy and into the glass. She had no more control and simply allow...d her body to melt back in to his, closed her eyes and welcomed the touch of his fingers and mouth on her body.A loud buzzer startled her back to the present moment. The clock on the wall read 0:00. She looked down between her legs to see the Martini glass full to overflowing with her juices. The guests nodded approvingly from behind their masks.. I'm just glad your little girl is all right."Well, the father wouldn't accept that so in the end, just to shut him up, the tramp agreed to take 200 quid and a lift to Dartmouth. So, he was chauffeured there & duly deposited outside a waterfront pub with 10 twenty quid notes in his pocket.Well, the tramp was now in an unusual situation for him. He didn't need to walk any further, he had the price of several pints in his pocket and for once the terrible need to drink wasn't there. So he decided. “Yeah but, I don't know, I'm a girl, why am I focusing on sex so much? Like, honestly, I know girls fantasize and all but I think I do it too much. I haven't even had sex yet. I mean, we're friends so I can tell you this, right? Do you think I'm weird?” “Ellie, sweetie, you can tell me anything, I'd never judge. Honestly, I think it's a bit of an unfair stereotype to assume that only loose or weird girls think about sex. Honestly, you're normal. You're just a healthy, horny teenage girl and I. ‘[Shit. I think someone’s coming…]’ She paused as though listening for something but her shuddering breaths were still audible over the phone. ‘[SHIT!!]’ she whisper-shouted again. The voice paused and waited for more, but only a second later the line went dead. * * * Sunday, 4:08pm. The second call, from the same number, was picked up on the second ring. ‘Hello?’ said the voice with a hint of urgency. ‘Hello?’ the patient whispered back. ‘Hello? Uh, hi, can you hear me? Who is this?’ she.