1. Extra Credit 5 - On the Run


    Date: 10/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Teen, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    worked, we would get that part figured out next. I knelt down and gently woke her. “Mmmm? Emm. Maestro?” Isabelle squeaked to me, her eyes blinking and squinted. “Yes baby, here let me help you up.” I took her hands and pulled her to her feet. I held her. That amazing sculpture of a body. Her muscle tone and skin made the most amazing combination. Her skin was stretched so tight that it had a buoyant property to it, and the muscle below was firm. Yet the skin was also thick enough to provide give and make her supple. She really was god’s gift to sex. “Go take a shower and clean up sweetie, we need to go.” “Ummkay maestro.” She walked slowly to the bathroom, as I watched her still expanding hips sway from side to side, each step her ass plumping to the point it looked as if it would pop. She was walking sex, pure fucking sex. I was going to run away with her, take her far away, where we could be together. And I would be so good to her, we would go where the dollar went a long way. I had retirement I could cash in, and I would have my buddy Rob put the house up for sale at a discount and wire me the cash. We would live well. I hoped Isabelle would understand that all those things would happen eventually. But not for at least a few weeks. No, once we were settled, we wouldn’t leave the bed except to piss, shit, shower or change the sheets. Every once in a while grab some carbs from the kitchen to go with all of my protein she would swallow. It would be wonderful, morning, ...
    afternoon and evening sex. Missionary, spooning, cowgirl, doggie, laying down doggie, shit, even positions I haven’t thought of before. I was going to do it all with this girl. Sure, American society might not call her a woman, but my dick could attest that she most certainly was. We would go where our love was accepted, I would find a place. Isabella came out of the shower, her hair damp and sticking to her. She walked to her clothes on the bed and pulled off the towel. Not a moment of hesitation. She didn’t worry about exposing herself to me. That was good, it would make everything a lot easier if she was willing. I hoped she enjoyed the sex I gave her, because she was going to get a lot more of it. Would I force her? If I had to. . . . hey, I was saving her from a life as a gang whore. I wasn’t asking for a lot in return, just her undying devotion and her pussy. “Ready?” I asked a bit later after she was dressed.” “Si. Where are we going? It isn’t 7 yet.” “We’re going away Isabella” “Donde?” She asked? “Mexico, Brazil, Peru , I don’t know, I just know I am not going to let Brianna or that gang hurt you, OK? I will take care of you.” I said. “You will?” Isabella broke into the first genuine smile I had seen. I thought she was gorgeous before. “Of course.” “What about mi mami?” “What?” “Mami. We need to take her too. I can’t leave her. What if Brianna hurt her?” Like I would take the risk of bringing her mother. She might have a problem with me depositing three loads of cum a day ...
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