I felt the muscles of your pussy spasm and knew that you came. All the time you squealed with the pleasure and called out your encouragement and pleas...re. ‘Yes! Yesss!!’ ‘Oh that is good.’ ‘I need it!’ ‘It’s been too long.’ My cock throbbed against your body and I turned you and tripped you over the anvil. Surprised you were unable and I am sure unwilling to stop me from pulling your petticoats up and throw them across your back like the crimson cape of the bullfighter. I saw and then felt the. On there is where I developed unique catch their attention ads. It was a phone line and ran my ads and like I said I matured quick for my age I am the type of guy that can hang fun with the young people and have conversations with a mature group of 50. I was just groomed well in manners and had powerful women in my life.So it didn't take long on the phone ad to finally get some messages and (Beth false name for story) left a sweet down to earth message on wanting to talk with me.She sounded. But there were none to deliver. I resigned myself to my circumstances, pausing for a moment to wipe my finger in a fresh cumstain on the floor, tasting the bitter salty sweetness of some stranger’s seed. I found a full condom on the floor too and dumped its contents on my chin, loving the feel of it sliding down my neck and pooling on the fabric of my new teddy. But then I heard the theatre door open. I kneeled down on the floor (putting my stockings into another puddle of jizz!) and put my eye. This made me flinch and wriggle in discomfort and I broke my embrace.“Aw stop it, asshole.” I protested and slapped his chest repeatedly to move away from him.This ticked him off as he tore open my school top.“Fuck what are you doing?” I screamed at him in protest.That’s when he raised his right hand and slapped my face hard.The force made me tumble to the ground next to the bed.Tears formed and began to flow as I held a hand to my smarting face.I glared at him in a confused state of mind.“You.