Oh fuck, I can’t take it, I cum. My back arches, my legs tighten, I melt into the bed. Being the devil that you are, you don’t stop. Your tongue h...s not tired, your fingers still alive. You keep at me, forcing more orgasms, one after another. I feel high, my body surreal. When you have had enough of me cumming, you move up to kiss me. Normally, I don’t allow this, but you don’t give me much of a chance to resist. You kiss me long and hard, your tongue finding mine and forcing me to enjoy your. ’ I didn’t say anything, but I could feel myself starting to get turned on. He made me stand in the middle of the room and turn around slowly. He said he liked having a good look at me. Then I had to stand with my back to him, and open my legs wide and bend over. I knew he was looking at my pussy again, and he laughed and said ‘you’ve got a really pretty cunt, haven’t you?’??And how did you feel???I was all mixed up. I felt sick, and scared, and so ashamed, but I was starting to get. You say mmmhmmmm. So i grab you by the hand and and walk you down stairs to my room. Actually a change of plans im gonna pick you up one are around your back and one under your legs and carry you down stairs to my room. I then lay you on the bed i lean forward and start kissing you slowly and passionate as my hand slides under your shirt and grab your side nice and firm. And then pull you to me as I'm kissing you. I then start kissing your and licking and sucking on your neck and then slowly. We walked into Amy's reception area and her girljumped up, Miss Finch," she held out another of the photos. "Will youautograph it."I stared at her then turned to Paul, "This is unreal," and turned back tothe girl. "Are you serious?" Oh please," she said pushing the picture under my face. I heard a clickand Paul held a ballpoint out and without saying more I autographed thephoto and used the full name, Helen Vesta Finch and handed the pictureback. "And I'm still Helen to my friends." I.