I'll be just fine." I answered with a nervous, dimpled smile.He kind of chuckled a bit. "Tell ya what. I'm gonna be ordering a large pizza later tonig...t. Why don't you come on over and have a few slices with me?" There was something strange about the look in his eyes as he glared at me. Like I better not say no."Sure. I, I guess that would be ok." 7 O'clock. Don't be late." That sounds fine." I answered.He took a few steps towards me. "That should be 'Yes Sir' Don't you agree?"Red flags went up. And she’s a young little thing too; no more than eighteen or nineteen. I flirted with her one day and she reacted favorably. I told her that keeping hair up all the time, hides its beauty. Her face turned red and she told me that she’d wear it down if I would like for her to. I said I would, then I pulled a few pins from it and it fell down."There! That's much better," I said as I combed it with my fingers.She blushed again and whispered, “Oh, Sir Albert!”That's when I knew that I could get her. I groaned and drank down my mother's passion. The incestuous cream spilled over my chin and ran down my neck. My dick throbbed in my shorts, aching to burst out. I wanted to fuck her so hard. I drank down more and more of her cunt juices. She shuddered. Her butt-cheeks clenched and relaxed beneath my fingers. She moaned and whimpered. Her passion echoed through the room. It was such a delight to hear. I loved every moment of listening to it.“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, that's perfect.. She looked down at Tonya, sneering."Why, Tonya! I heard that you LIKED this kind of treatment!" Not from YOU!", Tonya shouted, as her struggling intensified."Doctor," Nancy said, looking at him, "Your patient doesn't want to cooperate with us... Do we have to use more intense means?" Unfortunately, yes," he replied, taking a small device in hand, "I'm afraid we need to... convince her..."He reached down and pulled Tonya's clitoral hood, exposing the little pink nub, and attached a small metal.
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