"When I turned sixteen, the Turk sold me, like property I was, to wealthy Frenchman, whose mistress kept me in her apartment in Paris and taught me We...tern European skills of pleasing men and women in social, as well as sexual, situations. When the man and his mistress were killed a few years later in auto accident, I simply packed what little I had; took what cash was there in the apartment; and bought an airline ticket to America, land of dreams!" With this said, she gave a wry smile."I. Her full, pink-painted lips closed expertlyaround the head, and she took half his shaft in without nipping itwith her teeth. “She’s good!” he thought. And, grabbing her by the hair, hebegan to hump her face in earnest. “Let’s see how much she canstand… take that! and THAT!” Sharon, even though she gagged occasionally, happily acceptedhis most powerful thrusts. In fact she grabbed him by the ass andpulled him closer, as if to encourage his. She almost shrieked with joy and asked me to treat her to ice cream before reaching home. I looked at her and told her that she was quite grown up now and ice creams and stuff are for the kids. She said nothing and just sat as if she was in some deep thought. I thought that she was upset cause I said NO for the treat. We reached home as my mom was already waiting for us to get back home. She had her food and went straight up to her room ( she always used to occupy the room next to mine on the. Closing my eyes and replaying what had just happened over and over. Slight feelings of guilt crept in but were quickly overwhelmed by lust. Falling asleep was impossible. Soon, I felt my cock begin to rise again. Imagining Ali’s amazing teenage body, her wet little cunt and amazing tits. I looked over at my phone. 2 hours had gone by already and I couldn't get the thought out of my head. “Fuck” I thought to myself. Thoughts started to creep into my head about heading over to her room and.