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Tool Shed
Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 43.5, Source: sexstories.com
bet you got nice little pink nipples, don't you?" " Please let me go back to the house, John?" she begs, her voice breaking now as she fought to hold back tears. "Hey. I'm came down here to get my tool bag, Sasha." I moved forward and she cringed back into the far corner, her eyes wide as she stared at me. " You ever deep throated? You know guys really love deep throating. I could show you how if you want." She trembled and begin to weep. I grinned, my hand coming out and touching her hair again. " Real nice hair," I said. My fingers sliding through her hair with growing possessiveness, my body blocking her back into the corner. She is sniffling and trembling and looking down at the floor as I gripped her t-shirt ripping it off and look at her breasts. She is wearing a red bra. I look at it for a few moments. " Looks like you got nice titties, Sasha. Could I see them? I'd really like to see them." She wept harder. She is terrified I'd hurt her and her fingers moved, trembling and shaking to unhook it. Her mind is blasted with waves of terror and fear and humiliation and she can't think straight. One by one she unhooked it. " Pull it off," I said, my voice impatient. She did as I told her, shaking and whimpering, dazed and fearful. She then let it slide aside, covering herself with her shaking hands. Tears are streaming down her face now and her eyes are blurred by them as she huddles miserably in the corner. " Let's see them," I demanded. She slowly, trembling, pulled her ...