He put his hands on her silky bra and began squeezing her breasts, roughly, still furiously kissing her. Then, he managed to unhook her bra and tossed...it to the ground. Her big breasts were free. Smiling, he licked his lips and went in to feast."Please Mr. Masterson..." She moaned, shocked at the sound of pleasure in her own voice. She felt her pussy growing hot and wet, despite her lack of attraction to the fat, odious man on top of her. "Yes, baby. You are going to please Mr. Masterson" The. Silky hair, so long, cute littlenose, mouth done hot red, round heart shaped open alittle, just the right height for his … He fought toremain focused, “Umm,” cleared his throat. “Young lady,suppose you tell us, exactly what happened? From thebeginning, in your own words, Ashley.”+++“OK. Ok. You are probably going, `is she like a slut? Orwhat?’ But hey, I actually got like a way normal life fora sixteen year old HPV. She ran back to her room and started crying.As the hour came close, the crying stopped and she came to my room. I was still sitting at the edge of the bed facing the door. She tried her best to hide her feeling and thank me for the job opportunity. As she was about to leave, I stopped her. Not sure what she felt, maybe that I had a change of heart. Instead, I asked her to remove the pendant I gave her as a birthday gift a month ago. She removed and placed it on the table. As she was about to. "But I will be fair," she replied with a glint in her eye and picked up her phone. She tapped away at the keypad for a few moments, before removing her dress.She was knickerless underneath; I knew this as I had met her at lunchtime in the park and she had openly felt up my crotch before slapping me on the thigh when I got too excited. She lay on the bed and glanced at the screen while looking up at me. "If you can tell me what the square root of one million, five hundred and twenty-two.