As the years past, I became more and more withdrawn. I no longer had friends at school for fear of making my father jealous. I did well in school only...for the dream of escaping. I had been young and foolish to pray for someone to save me, no one ever came. I stopped praying and eventually learned to live the life I had. On my fifteenth birthday my father told me that he had boughten my a special suprise.My daddy had always kept the tradition of giving me a special surprise on my birthdays and I. I had a good fast pace going when Mary Ellen went over the edge screaming convulsing and when her cunt muscles clamped tightly around my cock I flooded her insides with my seed which seemed to push her deeper into her orgasim. I thought for a minute that this woman was going to pass out but she finally released her grip and I pulled my still hard cock from her and pushed the old blonde onto her back and planted my cum covered cock deep inside her and started banging her hot and heavy. She. With little ceremony, she whipped the cane across his naked cheeks and grinned with satisfaction as Roger squealed with pain and a bright red weal creased the center of his bottom. A few long seconds passed and Alexia brought the stinging cane back down across his vulnerable bottom and Roger tried to bite back his pain, now only grunting from the shock. A few more seconds and a third nasty stroke was all it took to return his cock to a shriveled and uninterested state. Before she could give. She has her long blond hair tied back in a loose bun high on her head. This enhances her incredible cheek bones and Mark wonders why he did not notice how stunning she was before. Some stray hairs fall across her face, and he continues his gaze. He observes her long black eye lashes which are matched by her equally long legs. She is wearing pink lip gloss and just a hint of peach blush. Or perhaps that is just her natural coloring, he wonders. After entering Mark's office, Marissa turns around.