”After they had vanished around the corner, Liya leaned in and asked, “Is he always that ... pleasant? Engaging?”“He is,” Hope replied. “S...metimes, it’s almost sickeningly sweet, but he never quite gets to be too much. He really is a nice guy, though. Rachel got a bit lucky with him, as she managed to dig up enough nerve to say ‘yes’ when he asked her on a date in our sophomore year. She was really shy with guys ... and even girls she didn’t know well. I was surprised that she’d agreed when we. You will meet Carmella, though.’ ‘Carmella?’ ‘You must have heard of her. Everyone who takes an interest in fashion has heard of Carmella Santiago…’ ‘Carmella Santiago!’ Kirsten gushed. ‘She was Miss World before she became a supermodel, wasn’t she?’ ‘Miss Universe,’ Tony Daly said, winking at her. ‘That was well over fifteen years ago—amazing isn’t it? Another ten years of success as a supermodel and since then she’s worked for Mr. Appleby. She manages the Agency and that’s another reason. "Can I touch it, Daddy?" she whispered."Do you really want to, honey?" he said, taking her hand and placing it over his prick."Oh, Daddy, it's so hard!" she squealed."Your hand feels good on it, baby," Fred said. He leaned on one elbow and stared at the teenager's face. "You can pump it if you want to. As long as you're not a virgin anyway, I guess it won't do any harm." I'd like that," the teenager said. "I'd like that a lot, Daddy." Go on and get a good hold on it," Fred said. "it won't. Not that I wasn’t. My nipples ached, needing to be touched, and my clit throbbed as my cunt overflowed, my juices joining the growing puddle of piss between my spread thighs.“Fuck!” he grunted. My attention snapped back as he filled my mouth full of cum, most of it landing on my tongue. It was too hard to swallow so I just let it lay there, figuring it would be washed down into my belly. Eventually.A couple came next, surprising me. She was even younger than me and covered in tattoos. And hot..