He kept going. He knows I can cum over and over. It only took a few minutes for a third orgasm to build up inside of me. I kept my hands on his head, ...rinding and moving my hips as his tongue touched just the right spot. I came again hard and long. My orgasms are like waves crashing in over and over and sometimes, at the very right second, if you catch the very top of the orgasm before it crashes in, you can ride it in much longer and harder. Before the third orgasm ended, the fourth one. ..” all which, common landlord’s cant, not only pleased and soothed me, but helped to diver my confusion at being with my new sovereign, whom, the minute approached, I began to fear to be alone with: a timidity which true love had a greater share in than even maiden bashful-ness.I wished, I doated, I could have died for him; and yet, I know not how, or why I dreaded the point which had been the object of my fiercest wishes; my pulses beat fears, amidst a flush of the warmest desires. This. I was with an older man who not only had decades of sexual experience behind him, but had the confidence and certainty that was about to quickly change my night, and my life. He reached out and ran his hands along my thighs, up my stomach to my chest, then continued with them until he held my face between them. Pulling me towards him he leant forwards and kissed me. Gently and softly at first, our lips barely touching, the heat and tension between us rising, the pressure building from within. Then he slowly spit my cum into my mouth on my chin. I licked my lips. "Mmm." "Baby I need to fuck you!" "Then stick it in me Daddy! Take that big, filthy, cock of yours, and ram it up your little girls tight teenage cunt." I said the last part slowly and wickedly. With a growl he picked me up and walked me down the hall to my room. He glanced at my bed before moving into my bathroom, kicking the door shut and placing me on the counter. He leaned over and began deeply kissing me, pinching my.