"Don't lie to me bitch," he said. "You love it. I can smell you're dirty little pussy. Who needs a book when there's a slutty librarian here? I'll jus... get off in one of your tight holes." He reached down and smacked her ass before winding his hand in her hair.Abby was in heaven but tried hard to deny her feelings. "No, wait. I can't. I have to lock up and cl-" she felt a stinging slap across her face. "Did I say you could talk little bitch? No speaking unless you're begging for my cock,. It felt so warm inside his mouth and the sensation which ripped through my body as I entered his throat is hard to beat, even today. This was something I could never achieve on my own, it was personal, it was live and it really was happening.Jon’s attention to cocksucking surpassed anything I thought possible. With each movement I made he intuitively reacted to my every want. When I thought I was going to cum he slowed down, when I began to go soft he increased his pressure. I couldn’t have. It was one of the cups that matched mine. I said, ‘Like this, dear,’ and reached slowly for your hands, drawing you closer – closer. Your hands were warm as I softly arranged your right hand so your thumb held the egg-shell thin celadon porcelain at the rim and your fingers held the edge of the base. ‘This way you won’t get burned when I pour.’ I cradled your right hand in my left as I lifted the tea pot and poured the green tea into your cup. I could feel you trembling. We stood there with my. Her smile melted many a man's heart, but she was still a virgin, the man she wanted to surrender her precious gift to, sat in front of her and watched her intently. She slowly swirled in front of him just out of his reach. Slade felt his face flush at her movements, as his lust for her grew. He knew she teased him, but it was all for the show and he loved every bit of it. As she swirled, her hands slowly pulled her dress above her head and exposed her nubile body. Slade felt a stirring deep.