'Go home and play your slut games with somebody else!'"I didn't know what to do or say. I laughed kind of nervously telling him I was sorry and then m...de some little joke about him moving a little to fast. 'Maybe another time,' I lied to him. I don't know why I said that, but I did. He said 'yeah' and told me again to get out and leave him alone."I stopped wearing the short skirts and tried hard not to make eye contact with Big Dog when I saw him after that. Maybe I was a bit of cock tease, but. I stopped and rubbed her face as she clung to me and purred. She shuddered and looked into my eyes, "mine."I smiled again and began to fuck her, "yes."She humped and jerked as I finally pushed my cock all the way into her. I kept fucking her slowly and she spasmed and struggled under me while wailing. I loved her tight pussy and the way it tried to milk my cock. She humped and bucked while clinging to me as I fucked her and rubbed her face with mine.She howled and screamed and yawled as I. But she submitted and lay on the bed. I crawled on top, kissed her lips, and moved a hand down to feel the wetness of her pussy. She moaned when I kissed down to her stomach and circled her clit with a finger. I saw the most beautiful sight: her pussy inner lips playing peek-a-boo. Her pussy was perfect and I admired the view for a few more seconds before I flicked my tongue along her groove. She tasted so sweet.I clearly did something right because she moaned while I licked her pussy.. He seemed genuinely concerned forher.She stood shaking, leaning one hand on the cold damp brick wall forsupport. The man pulled a pristine white handkerchief from his pocketand dabbed it on her face. Grime and caked-on makeup soiled the cloth,now moist with Charlotte's tears. This made Charlotte feel even moreabject.The man took her shoulder to steady her and started to lead Charlotteto the car, which idled at the curb, a plume of blue smoke snaking fromthe exhaust. The chauffer had got out.