"Hey babe," he smiled and kissed me. "At least wait until we're in my room!" I giggled and pulled him into my room upstairs, which had 'STEPHANIE' in ...uge letters across it, the bulge in his pants noticeable. "So baby, on your couch, or on your bed?" He nibbled my ear as his hands stroked my breast. He gently pulled my top off and unclasped my bra. "Couch, we can always move to the bed later." He nodded as he moved his mouth of my nipple, making me gasp. "Oh my..." I murmured. He bit my. Mamma rooted around in her stash of cloth and started muttering about nothing being big enough. Finally she came out with some old curtains that she thought she could make work. They were dark brown, but I didn't care what color the thing would be anyway. We cut and measured and she showed me how to sew a seam on the old treadle machine she had and pretty soon we had what looked like a dress to me. When I slipped it over my head it hung down clear to my ankles. It was warm, all right. Inside of. As he licked at her fat pink labia, and worked his tongue into the tight slit, he could taste both sweat, cum and her own pussy secretions, and the strong smell made his dick harden, inside his sweatpants."You little fuckin' whore," Clay said as he took a breath as he continued eating Abby's pussy. "I can tell you been fucking already today, by the nasty smell of your dirty little cunt. Did you let that dirty old man put his dirty old cock in your little teen pussy, Abby? Did you let him. I had never had such a large amount of anything in my ass before. I could feel his head resting on my prostate, causing my cock to dribble even more with the intense sensation.And then, he started fucking me. Slowly at first, making sure I wasn't going to scream, but then he started picking up speed after he realized my moans were of pleasure.His head consistently rubbed against my prostate, making me even more horny than before, which I didn't think possible. Over and over again, his head.