'Mr. Cole is just hurt that you wanted to go up here, ' she smiled to Misty and gave her a warm hug. 'When he sees that you didn't do anything dumb, h...'ll be wanting you back, ' she smiled again and could feel the hurt in the young girl. 'You two where made for each other and nothing can stand in the way of that. Mr. Cole is just being a pig head for treating you like this, ' she laughed to Misty and enjoyed her first smile in days.Misty laughed to herself and wondered what he was going to. Upon seeing it I got an empty feeling in the pit of my stomach and could do nothing more than look and admire this cock. It wasn’t huge; it was big for sure but it was the size, shape, and proportions that drew me in.It’s impossible to say how big a photographed cock is but it didn’t matter. The shiny mushroom-shaped head is most likely what gave me a hunger and desire I’ve never felt before. I was fascinated by this cock and wanted to feel the bulbous head with my lips, with the tip of my. My palms sweaty, I tried to act cool, the desk clerk knew my plans, and I wasn’t the first lover renting a hideaway for the afternoon he had ever seen. I paid for the room, in cash, trying to give as little information as possible. I grabbed the key card and my bag and hurried to the room. I quickly dialed your number on my cell phone, it rang once twice and on the third you answered. Your voice was nervous yet barely hid excitement also, you spoke clearly now in your car driving to our. I have a knife too bitch!" He reached down and touched his ankle. It's in his boot I thought as the jerk kept talking, "Now, once again, how old are you?" Fifteen," I mumbled looking up and to the right thinking in my mind. I just turned fifteen three days ago."Truth?" Truth, I just turned fifteen," his hands went to my white cotton shirt and he jerked it hard. The buttons flew off the shirt falling to the floor. He continued tugging it till he pulled it off my body. He clutched my cotton bra.