For one wild second, Marcie thought he would pull his prick out of her cunt, leaving her high and dry. He paused, his muscular ass high in the air, hi... hands trembling around her shoulders. Marcie whimpered again, tossing her ass around, her naked soles flat on the mattress. She could hear the headboard clattering behind her. And somewhere in the distance couples were laughing. But all that mattered now was that prick reaming her pussy out, touching her clit. He was toying with her, giving her. So this was it, now, this was what I had learned for. Soon he was breathing heavily, while I was silently debating my guilt.I had read all the stories about the brave maiden slayers of strong and powerful men — ravishers, conquerors, oppressors, cunningly seduced to drink themselves into unconscious sleep, or poisoned by drugs hidden in golden amulets, their eyeballs pierced with swiftly wielded hairpins, their hearts stabbed with slim daggers cleverly hidden in the folds of silken underwear, I. Once I his car, I asked Scotty if he'd been showing his friends the video's of my sex sessions. He said Frank was at the house one day that I was having sex with daddy and Brian. Frank just walked in the house and to his room, where Scotty was sitting on the bed jacking off to us fucking. Frank watched for a short time and began to jack off too. With a nasty smile I looked at Scotty and asked if the two of them fucked? Scotty said they sucked each other off, but no one else knows of that,. “Is that attitude I hear in your voice, young lady?” he asked, his tone dead serious. I swallowed thickly, “I’m sorry, sir. Please don’t punish me.” “Don’t tell me what to do little girl,” he warned, his hand tightening on my throat for a couple seconds. He released me and I heard him place something on the table next to me. “Now, as I said earlier, I have a treat for you Paige.” I shuddered, I was scared and yet so excited. He instructed me to lean forward and place my cheek against the table..