Message-ID: <3334eli$9708250926@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Bookman Subject: RP: Spamhater Decoded: Blackmailed Mother 05 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <3400A1FB.2606@wolfenet.com> (Note: I am not the author, I am only the decoder. If you are the author, please email me. I'd like to get your name re-attached to your work.) BlkMthr.zip -- 5/16 The Blackmailed Mother Chapter 5 Stan Lubin massaged the young teen-age virgin's breast and knew he was getting Jennifer Carmel excited. Hell, everything was getting her excited: the squeezing; of his hand, the potent and aphrodisiac qualities of the marijuana and liquor, and the lust-enciting scene as the less inhibited, more experienced couples writhed and moaned in the early stages of making love. He could tell his "date" was responding just as Vic and Tamera had promised by the way her nipple puckered through the taut fabric of her brassiere. He took the tiny bud, and rolled the innocent nubbin, until she gasped and let her head roll back, uplifting the tender mounds. The football full-back innately knew that her breasts were begging to be removed from their thin nylon restraints and kissed. His large cock swelled in his tight pants and the tension was grinding in his loins, and his balls ached with maddening intensity. Yeah, he could barely contain his impetuousness -- this sweet, tight little virgin was going to be a delicious fuck, just like he'd been told. A warning sounded in Jennifer's drugged mind, but it was too far away, too dimmed by the marijuana and heady surroundings to be effective; she tried to move Stan's fingers from her breasts but only succeeded in bringing her hand to rest on his -- and then let it fall back to her side. She closed her glassy eyes and pled, "Don't, Stan," she groaned. "Let me sit up. I don't want you to touch me like this." Stan only tightened his fingers, and with his other hand fumbled with her bra snaps. Jennifer labored for breath and squirmed harder, only pushing the now wet and swollen lips of her vagina down against the couch cushions and making herself more aroused than ever. "Oh God, Stan, don't... you're hurting me... you're tearing my clothes... stop!" She knew that she should demand to go home; that in spite of her fears that she'd louse up her chance of being part of the "in" crowd at school and lose Tamera as a friend, she should call a halt to this. But her nerves were shattered and her brain whirled with the liquor and marijuana, and already Stan had snaked her bra off and was freely fondling her breasts. "No... no, Stan," she gasped. "I've never done this before!" "Always a first time for everything, kid," he grinned lewdly at her. "Relax and enjoy it, like the others. You're a big girl now, aren't you?" The others! Her eyes flew around the room in wide disbelief. The fire had died, leaving only glowing embers by which the boys and girls were outlined, writhing glowing lines and moaning luminous shadows against a backdrop of furniture and rugs. Clothing was strewn helter-skelter, and more than one couple were unabashedly naked; a quartet were doing unmentionable things to one another in a far corner, their mewls and cries of sexual ecstasy mingling with the others, and only the lack of proper light saved their debauched actions from searing the naive innocent mind of the virgin girl. But, surely this couldn't be happening to Tamera! Not her! Jennifer turned her head and saw the flushed, passion-fevered face of her dearest girlfriend. Vic was openly digging his hand between her thighs, reaching up that almost indecently short skirt of her's and fondling her tender pussy. The shock staggered Jennifer, and with a sharp intake of breath she leaned back, only to find that there was a prurient tingle in her belly and deep within the untouched cavern of her vagina a seeping moisture was increasing. Stan slowly insinuated his hand up her own skirt, copying the actions of her compatriot sitting next to him. He kneaded the soft, resilient flesh of her inner thighs, while with his other hand he casually unbuttoned her frilly blouse which she had so zealously ironed especially for tonight. "Stan, I beg you..." she whimpered. "I'm not that kind of girl." "All gals are that kind of girl -- if they're not in diapers," the high school hero sneered. "And, baby, that body of yours has been going to waste too long. It's going to change as of tonight." He whistled as he saw the full rounded breasts overflowing from her open blouse. He'd never seen a more perfect pair! He roughly wrenched off the garment, leaving Jennifer naked from the want up, and shivering, even though the cabin was overly warm. Jennifer's breath came in short spasms and she blushed furiously in shame. She turned her eyes away and tried to cower on the cushion, hunching over protectively. Stan grabbed her hair and forced her upright, her breasts twin mounds of quivering delight thrusting out for all the cabin to see. "Uh-uh, baby. You got to see that what you're doing is just what all of us do whenever we get a chance. I mean, just take a gander at your girlfriend." He laughed harshly at her confused and cringing embarrassment. He made her stare at Tamera, and Jennifer's flesh crawled with the impact of so close a scene of carnal abuse. Tamera had her legs wide, and her panties were on the floor at her feet, and her skirt was there too! Jennifer gasped with horror as she viewed her naked girlfriend, and felt as if she could reach out and touch her. Tamera was gurgling ecstatically, her head rolling from side to side, and Vic's hand was flying in the blonde, curly pubic hair which was so openly displayed. Her legs were quivering as if palsied, splayed to allow the half-back full access to her. This was different than even the lusty sight of her mother and father screwing! This was her friend! Jennifer continued to stare at the naked, squirming spectacle while the muscular boy toyed unsparingly with her wet, heaving cunt. Everybody was in the makings of an orgy! The football team and their girls were rutting like so many wild, untamed animals! She wouldn't have believed it without seeing it, and Jennifer was to the point of not believing even her eyes! The warming flood between her tight thighs was staining her panties and she felt the moistness seeping between the clenched crevice of her buttocks. As Stan's hand wormed more insistently up to her crotch, the pleasures she felt were rationalized by the overwhelming shock of what was going on all around her -- as interpreted by her lust, drug, and liquor-hazed mind. It was wicked, but so wickedly nice. She closed her eyes, panting like a steam engine, resigning herself to the lurid sensations coursing through her overheated young body. Then, she almost screamed. Stan was already to the door of her virginity, having insinuated his way there while her mind drifted with the lascivious sight of her best friend's total capitulation to her boyfriend. She could feel Stan's fingers teasing against the softness of her damp panties, snaking under the elastic of the leg band and worming around the moist lips of her vagina. She squirmed to free herself, and then his middle finger was inside, working up and down with a maddening tactile sense. Jennifer was almost out of her mind and was ready to crawl all around the cabin in order to salve the unquenchable fires building in her helplessly contracting cunt. Yet, the sight of her best friend, Tamera Oliss, being buffeted down into the couch beside her, was just too much to bear! "No! Don't touch me there! Let me alone!" Stan's only reply was to rip off her panties with one swift yank, growling, "God-damned little prick teaser!" "I'm not teasing," she choked. "Tam! Tam, take me home!" Stan thought that was funny. "Are you joking? Look at Tam and Vic and tell me if they want to take a little cry-baby like you anywhere!" The virgin teenager gaped with agony as she saw what was happening almost in front of her. Vic, having brought Tamera to a whining pitch of raw nerves, was now upside down and straddling her hearing chest, his face inches from the young girl's cunt. Tamera's mouth was wide and her eyes were waxy nothings of lust and drugs. Then, Vic pressed the flat plane of her stomach and massaged the outer flanges of her vaginal lips, pulling outward, exposing the moist pink slit of Tamera's quivering pussy. The large bud of her erect clitoris was clearly in view just above the shadowed mouth of her cunt. Stan, afraid he might be losing his opportunity, lit another marijuana cigarette quickly with his free hand, while the other hand still worked slowly but surely in the defenseless girl's vagina, and stuck the "joint" between the lips of her trembling mouth, and he ordered her to suck in the smoke deeply. Like an automaton, Jennifer let the sweet acrid smoke curl in her lungs, and like it was a panacea, it filtered out all the horror she felt, replacing it with a kind of delightful wickedness. She watched with overt fascination as Vic let his tongue flick over the offered vaginal orifice of her girlfriend, and her body jerked as Tamera responded with tiny spasms of excitement. Her hips began a slow undulation as Tamera mewled and rolled from side to side in order to allow the boy more area between her legs for his kisses. Jennifer drew on the "grass" deeper, and her whole being blossomed with new, unfathomable sensations. She was caught in a mindless, uncontrollable desire to participate -- she had to belong!... Oh God, yes, she had to belong to it all!... "Now, baby, let's have a peek at your hot little cunt," Stan Lubin said heavily. "It should be nice and juicy by now." The lewd demand excited the virgin girl even more, and she moaned in her drugged stupor as without protest, she now surrendered her loins to his desire. Stan pushed up her buttocks and removed first her panties, and then found the buttons for her skirt. He let them down her legs slowly, saying: "You won't be needing these any more," and young Jennifer's body was like so much rubber in his strong grip. The boy was mesmerized by the lust-inciting view of her undefiled vagina. Now, naked as the others were, she sprawled deliriously back on the cushions, breathing wildly and unable to tear her gaze from the obscene display of her best girlfriend's widespread thighs with the boy's head down between them. Jennifer's nubile form was an entrancing combination of raven blackness and ivory swells of breasts and thighs, with a thin moist slit running through the triangle of her soft young pubic hair. Stan had fucked a lot of girls, but he'd never dreamed of such a prize! Never had he come close to deflowering anything as pure, innocent, or helpless. Her mewlings of shame only goaded his cock to rock hardness, and he could feel his shaft pound with blood and tiny droplets seeped from his bloated cockhead. His fingers crawled into the valley of her maidenhood, wet with her emissions. He rubbed her clitoris, listening to the panicky gasps that rose from deep in her lungs. "Stan... not so hard... no, no, I've never done this... don't hurt me..." Jennifer found herself sliding down off the crowded couch onto the floor with her crazed motions, Stan beside her, never letting up with his hand. She writhed on the floor, nearly as abandoned as the others, and her nerves were shredded under his obscene torture of her young female genitals. Enjoying himself, Stan crouched down and spread the lips of her vagina and slipped his middle finger into the tight, innocent hole. He pushed deeper, caressing her untouched vaginal walls, and her cunt lips sucked tightly around his middle finger. He began a deliberate in and out movement in a slow teasing fucking motion, wanting her wetter so that the pain of his impending entrance would be lessened. And that impalement of her virginal pussy would be soon... soon, or by God, he'd cream in his drawers! Vic now had room in which to fuck Jennifer's girlfriend. Jennifer looked up and was horrified to see the large boy standing over the hungrily writhing Tamera and removing his pants. For the second time in her life, she saw a fully erected, mature penis! Jennifer gaped at the thick stump as he paused next to her girlfriend's still wide-spread thighs. How could Tam take it all? Jennifer thought crazily. She knew that Tam wasn't a virgin, but this open craving of lust was beyond her imagination! She found her eyes locked on Vic's huge cock as he arched over the other girl then Tamera reached out and grasped the quivering cock and guided it between her legs to her open vagina. Jennifer's throat was constricted as she watched him lever downwards, his cock slipping smoothly into the tiny bearded mouth, a moaning sigh coming from both of their throats. Then began the same pumping with his young virile cock as Stan was doing to her own cunt with his middle finger. Tamera locked her ankles around Vic's legs, and the tempo began to build until her buttocks were drumming wildly into the couch and she ground her own body up to meet his. Jennifer's pussy, of its own volition, sucked back on his fingers, her hips fucking up at them with the same rhythm as her girlfriend was using while being fucked by her boyfriend. The cords of her neck strained with the unleashed torrent of her sexual fire, and she rolled against Stan, forcing him to remove his finger. She twitched and undulated, unable to stop her beating, not knowing what she was doing or where she was, oblivious to all the others in the same room. She couldn't believe what was happening to her -- what she had become! Stan couldn't wait a moment longer. His testicles and cock pulsed with aching desire to screw this innocent little cock-teaser. He unzipped his pants, flung them and his shirt from him and then crouched over her, his eyes gleaming with perversion and lust. Jennifer looked down between her palpitating breasts and saw his penis jutting out from his loins, throbbing as if an entity unto itself. It touched her, leaving a smear of its male secretions on her bare thigh, and she quivered uncontrollably. This was the first time any male had been so daringly intimate, and she had to stifle the sudden urge to reach down and take it in her hands. She stared at it, highlighted as it was by the red rays from the dying fire, and it looked hot and hard. She mewled, her eyes wide with fright as the full impact of what was going to happen to her hit her mind. He was going to shove his hardened penis into her body! All of it! Her cunt was open and wet and aching for it, but she wanted to cry out the impossibility of accepting such a huge penis the very first time. Maybe later, after another lover or so had widened her cunt, she could take it... maybe never, but not now! It was so much bigger than her tiny unstretched vagina! "Don't do it to me, Stan," she cried out in terror. "I'll do anything else you want... but not this!" Tears washed her eyes. "Anything?" the boy snickered. "As many times as I want?" He thought of her as his private little cocksucker, trained from her very first taste of prick, unlike the others who were set in their habits and not always able to satisfy him completely. And then he laughed. That would come later... but there was the fucking before that. "Baby, what I want is for you to do anything as many times as I want you to... including letting me fuck you! You'll spread your cunt for me any time I ask! Now take my prick and put it in your sweet pussy. Now!" Jennifer felt the huge cock lying the full length of her defensively clenching vaginal slit as he hovered over her, its head jerking between the tight, hair-lined lips, insinuating itself with a mad tease which made her all the more passionate and desperate. Her fingers hesitantly trembled as she touched his swollen shaft, the contact an electric shock which rippled through her body... down to the gently throbbing hole between her open thighs. She pulled his rigid cock into her until the head fitted her like a cork in a flask, her tiny little cunt lips stretched like a tight oval ring around it. Her hips tensed and little by little more of his cock forced its way into her screaming flesh, probing deeper and deeper... "Goddamn, you're tight," Stan groaned as he levered above her. Her soft tender vagina felt as though it were bursting at the seams, the pain unbearable. "Stan, you're hurting me... you're splitting me open down there! No more... no more, please!" Her words were choked off as his blunt-headed penis hit her resisting hymen. A searing agony raced up from her loins, making her cry out. "Noooooo!" "Yes," he hissed. "In fact, tell me you want it." "Oh God, no! I don't want it!" He pushed down on her and involuntarily her legs widened from the sudden rush of pain. She gritted her teeth, tears of agony staining her cheeks, ruining the light coat of makeup she'd so carefully applied only hours earlier. "All right, all right! Yes!" she whimpered helplessly, "I want you to do it to me!" "Say it the right way," he snarled impatiently. "Tell me you want me to fuck your hot little cunt and break your cherry!" "Fuck... me," she whispered but then he levered again, and she screamed out, "Oh God, fuck me! Fuck my hot little cunt and break my cherry!" "Louder!" "Fuck my hot little cunt!" She didn't care if everybody in the cabin heard her, not any more, not with the crazy potpourri of potion, desire, and pain which ran rampant through her. She didn't care about anything or anybody -- except for Stan Lubin and his blood-engorged penis. "Okay, baby," he grunted, "I will fuck you!" The boy ground against her hymen slowly, deliberately, wanting her to know that she was being fucked royally and that she belonged all to him. Jennifer gritted her teeth from the agony and groaned through them as his penis strained at the thin, vainly resisting membrane. Her fists clenched and unclenched, and she kicked out her legs to try and ease her torture, to no avail. Grabbing her young, firm buttocks with his hands, Stan held her tight and jerked his hips wildly, ramming his cock deeper into her protesting young belly until there was a sudden pop inside, and he slid unimpeded all the way up to her now quivering cervix. Jennifer forced air into her lungs and gasped at the shock of her lost virginity, and then, as suddenly as it had begun, the pain lessened and she felt passion once more swirling unhindered through her body. Her blood was boiling and the cock buried so deep up inside her felt good..... so hard and goood... she began to rotate her hips and the tiny muscles in her now voluntarily opening cunt worked hungrily at the throbbing shaft. Ah God, she wanted to get fucked! "Ooooooh, yes! Yes!" she panted mindlessly. Stan reached down around her squirming buttocks with a finger and slowly teased into the smooth rubbery walls of her tight, puckered anus. Her feet kicked high out in the air again and her toes curled with the pleasure-pain. Through the thin wall separating her cunt from her rectum she felt both his cock and finger sliding in and out with maddening friction. A whirlwind of new sensations tore through the young girl, and for the first time for Roger Carmel's teenage daughter, there was nothing else in the whole wide world except the delicious double-fucking of her cunt and anus. Her cries tumbled from her lips as she locked her ankles high up around his back and skewered her hot, moist pussy up the full length of his immense, pumping shaft. Sweat poured from her. "Oh, darling!... what are you doing to me?... I never thought it could be so wonderful... oh... darling!" Her fingers raked the pounding cheeks of his buttocks, trying to pull him still deeper. She rolled in heat and the hard young cock continued its powerful surging motions. Her cunt hole became accustomed to his invasion and the defensive pressure of her anal walls around his finger relaxed and a tide of hot juices drowned his penis in a sea of her excited lubrications. She let him fuck her with long hard strokes, wanting him to cum inside her, wanting to let the hot sperm in his balls mingle with her own secretions, and that was all that poured through the young girl's drug and passion-fogged mind. "Fuck me... fuck me... fuck me..." she chanted deliriously. "Cum... cum, Stan, and make me cum..." Stan nearly came right then and there as he listened to her wild, incoherent babblings. He loved to hear a girl beg for his cock, and he loved the way this Carmel girl's hot little pussy clasped around his cock like a warm, fleshy glove. He'd nailed her cherry, and she was pretty and obviously talented, and one hell of a fine piece of ass. He'd really scored tonight! "I figured you'd like it once you got your first taste of cock," he gloated over her. "Whose little bitch are you?" "Your's, Stan," she gasped back, willing to agree to anything just so he wouldn't stop the magnificent fucking of her newly-awakened vagina. "Oh God, I'm all your's, Stan." She was shocked to hear what she was saying, but the only thing that mattered for her desire-maddened mind and body now was to cum, to reach that magical apex rising deep in her young quivering belly. "Fuck me, Stan... You can fuck me any time you like!" He continued his assault on her tiny squirming rectum and cunt, his balls nearly bursting apart with their impending release. He tried to keep his mind on the rest of what he had to do... what Vic had told him to do... what he wanted to do to this high-class little bitch anyway, Vic or no Vic. He managed to groan out: "Good, I want you tomorrow night too. At my house. My parents will be out... and a few of the guys are going to be over. We'll have a little gang-bang, just you and us." Jennifer's gut wrenched, and she thought she'd be sick. "No... no, I couldn't!" She cried and twisted her body. "No!" Stan stopped his jerkings. Jennifer, lost in her cloud of euphoric sex, still continued her inner throbbings, and then she realized that he wasn't moving! His cock was lying motionless in her cunt. "Fuck me!" she wailed. "Please, fuck me, fuck me, Stan! Don't stop now!" "What about tomorrow night, bitch? You going to say no to anything I ask? Anything?" His voice lashed her satin cheek, leaving mental gashes as deep as whip marks. "Ooooohhhh..." Her eyes clenched tightly shut with humiliation and shame, her conscience stricken mind a ferment of emotional conflicts. She couldn't stand it any longer, though; fuck was the only word of any deep importance at that moment. Fuck and cum... "Yes, Stan, yes. I'll fuck you in front of everybody. I'll... even let the others fuck me while you watch ... if that's what you want. But please, fuck me now. I've got to have your cum in me. I've got to cummmm!..." "That's my little hot bitch!" Stan gloated in victory. He grabbed her hips again, worming his finger even deeper into her tight little anus and surged forward so hard as to knock the breath from her lungs. Jennifer went back into the all-enveloping sensation of his driving young cock, fucking in and out of her cunt with demoniacal force. They hadn't called Stan "The Slam" for nothing... Jennifer's body dripped with sweat and the consuming sexual frenzy which once more shackled her demands to his was driving her out of her mind. All she wanted was his cock inside her now. All she wanted was to fuck... fuck... fuck. Stan groaned as the pressure built in his sperm-bloated testicles. He couldn't hold out any longer, not with this hot cunt and crazy virgin humping his penis almost as hard as he was pile-driving into her. He spread the soft yielding crevice of her buttocks wider with his hands and drove his finger harder into her rectum, feeling the underside of his cock pulsating on the other side of the thin fleshy wall of internal membrane. "Oh, that's it baby," he gasped. "I'm almost there... oh, fuck back, fuck back harder..." "Cum... cum, darling, cum..." Jennifer panted, her own orgasm nearly ready to render her insensate. "Cum... cum... cum..." And then Jennifer sensed the muscles of his abdomen tighten against her belly and she braced herself. Her first male cum! The first time a boy had spurted his white hot seed in her womb! She knew in an illogical flash of peripheral thought that it wouldn't be her last... Stan's penis swelled and jerked and she could tell that the whole tube running beneath the underside of his cock was bulging with his orgasm. He moaned and hissed and thick burning liquid splashed deep inside her vaginal tunnel, making her cunt walls pulsate in tempo with his rhythmic spurts of semen. She shivered and blindly reacted. "Oh, God, Stan... what are you doing to me... what are you doing... oh God, my belly... my cunt... I'm cuuuuuummmiinnnnggggg tooooooo! ..." Her cries tumbled from her mouth as their bodies became one. Her ankles locked high on his back and her hips twisted upwards, clenching hungrily at both finger and cock as she crazily pulled his ejaculating cock deeper into her womb. Jennifer screamed incoherently as her own orgasmic juices whirlpooled together with his white hot cum and overflowed her vagina, running down over his hands cupping her buttocks, and her whole lower body and her breasts heaved and rolled in lewd convulsions of animal climax. Then Jennifer Carmel, involved in her first sexual escapade in the debauched, orgiastic and shameless fashion of group participation, felt completely void of all normal emotions. No words could describe the creeping satiation which started in her cunt and spread out like a warm blanket, paralyzing and deadening her nerves and marrow in both directions until she couldn't feel her toes or the nipples on her breasts. Her legs unwound and dropped lifeless from the young boy's waist, as he fell forward, pinning her heavily to the rug as he slipped his finger from her still tightly clinging rectum with a slight hissing sound. His cock deflated rapidly, now trickling out the last of his virile sperm into her flooded vagina. Jennifer sighed dreamily. It was over. She was now a woman in a very literal, important sense. She'd discovered the joys of a man and woman together, lost in their nether world of sensuality, and she could never return to her naive virginal ways. And, as she'd fearfully suspected only that morning, she really didn't miss the physical proof of her innocence, her hymen. She'd traded it for a much better, more fully satisfying part of life. Yet, as they lay there, and the fog of licentiousness and drugs lifted slightly, she heard the writhings and moanings of the other high school students in the dim shadows around her, and she could make out her best friend, Tamera, now kneeling over the naked loins of her boyfriend, Vic, her position changed to where she was letting him fuck her upwards, his penis stroking her lathered cunt which was splayed wide above him. She was burying her face against his, her beautiful, young body a curving bundle of jerking nerves. And Jennifer allowed some of her more sane reactions to drift over her torpid brain, infiltrate with the torture of shame and confusion. The revelation of what she'd allowed a boy she hardly even knew to do to her -- she'd not only forsaken her vow of premarital chastity, but had not even allowed her womanly gift to be accepted by a person who would appreciate the emotions with which it was offered -- hit her with intense mortification. Yet she had the horribl e premonition that even in the light of day, that tomorrow, she wouldn't really be sorry... and that she'd let Stan have her again and again. Her mindless words she'd poured out when he'd been fucking her half senseless a few short minutes ago were the truth and she'd liked everything he'd done to her. She blushed back her tears and tried to compose herself as Stan raised up and grinned at her. "Well, baby, that's one little virgin hole gone. There's still a couple more, eh, Jennie baby?" She didn't understand what he meant and her face showed it. He grinned wider. "There's your little ass-hole yet to break in... and that cute little mouth," he chuckled. He withdrew his deflated cock which slipped from her vagina with a wet, popping sound and rolled on his side. "Yeah, next time I think I'll fuck your face. Nausea rippled through Jennifer at the inconceivable notion of his sperm filling her mouth, bloating her cheeks, cascading down into her stomach. But she forced a smile on her lips, for she knew that sooner or later he'd have his way. She pouted impishly as she reached down and took his soft penis between her fingers and felt its wetness. "Was... was I good, Stan? Did I please you?" "For a beginner, you were okay," he said in an off-hand way. No use swelling her head, he thought; she might get conceited ideas, and she had to always be aware that her little cunt was now his, and she must be driven to be better each time, to devote herself completely to him. "From now on, you get the job of keeping my balls empty." "You... mean I'm your girl?" He shrugged. "As much as any girl is," he replied nonchalantly. "Are... are you going to take me home now?" she whispered. His laugh was an evil bark. "Are you kidding? The night's still young. Hell, baby, the party's only beginning." "I... I need a rest," Jennifer admitted. "I... that is, it was my first time... I'm not used to it. I hurt a little bit. Please, don't do anything to me for a little while." "Sure, baby," he answered magnanimously. But it wasn't just because of Jennifer he was being kind. He needed a rest as well before he could get another hard-on tonight. She'd milked him with a passion the more experienced little bitches had lost, even though she wasn't as skilled. But, she would be soon, he gloated; she had that natural talent of fucking which only took a little direction and discipline to make into the finest piece of ass in the whole school. In a little while, his balls would be tight with more sperm and his cock would enervate into new lusty life. 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