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He hadn’t originally planned on doing anything to her for the rest of the stay here, and yet, she still looked so hot just sitting there, completely naked. He could easily just get up, grasp her ankles, stretch each of her legs over the arms of the chair and take her. A quick hard fuck, just before breakfast. Though the idea of cumming inside her pussy this early in the morning was very tempting, he knew it would only make the hurt in her eyes even stronger. Maybe it was time to relent a little and let the girl have a breather. After all, if he pushed her too far, she might actually end up telling someone, and then he could never have her again. He therefore chose to ignore his impetuous cock, and try to think of the long-term. She felt so vulnerable sitting there, knowing that petite she was as naked as he was. "Stop staring at me" she protested, her voice sounding feeble and nasal from her weeping. She tried hopelessly to cover her private areas with her small hands, still leaving plenty on show for him. She knew of course that by now he’d seen every inch of her body countless times, yet she still couldn’t quite give up her natural sense of modesty. She squeezed her legs tightly together as she felt his eyes burning into her skin. The silent staring soon became too much for her to handle and she stood up to find some clothing to shield herself properly from his penetrating gaze. The pain, which had eased a little came back instantly and she winced, trying not to shriek out from it. She steeled herself to move over to her bag, as quickly and comfortably as skinny she could. She limped awkwardly forward, then turned herself away so that her ass wasn’t too much on show to him as she bent over to rummage for fresh clothes. Her puckered little hole still showed though, a flaming sore mess of dried cum and her own blood. She picked out the new summer dress she’d brought along, and it instantly reminded her of Jake. She tried her best to ignore what should’ve actually been happening right at this moment. Originally she was meant to be waking up in a warm cosy tent, still in the comfort of Jake’s arms. They should be together, laughing, flirting and touching, maybe even making love once more before getting dressed and parting. Instead she was here: In a strange hotel room with her mum’s vile boyfriend, feeling more defiled than ever. She delicately pulled on her spare underwear, a light blue bra with matching panties, and then slipped the peach coloured cotton dress over her head. It flowed elegantly around her, running to just above her knees. She suddenly noticed he was still watching her and she deliberately turned to face away from him. She knew she looked cute in this dress, that’s exactly why she’d chosen to bring it, but she resented Phil even getting to see her in it. She ignored him and fetish looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was looking like a mess from her tears, and how she had slept. She gathered it all together and pulled it up into a ponytail, slipping the tight elastic hair band from yesterday back around it. He moved to the end of the bed, sitting with his hands on his bare knees as he studied her. His cock still twitched as he took in every move she made. As soon as he saw the dress fall down around her, he knew he had to touch the soft material. He stood up and peered over her shoulder, appearing in the reflection behind her as she sorted out her hair. "Yep. You look beautiful." he offered approvingly, his smile appearing right beside her bitter grimace in the glass. He kissed her lightly on the cheek, ran his fingers down the patterned embroidery on her sleeve, and then turned to dress himself. His own spare clothes were in the boot of the teen van, but he still had his stuff from the night before. He pulled his boxers on, and then freed his overalls from the hanger. "I've got work this afternoon,” he said gruffly. “I don’t know what you're doing with yourself." he buttoned his shirt back up, smelling the sleeve to check its freshness. doctor "I'm going to see Jake" she muttered, as she perched on the edge of the bed and slipped on her flat shoes, looking down at the floor for a few moments. “You have no fucking idea what I can dare to do. But it was Shyann's mouth that I felt at my lips, licking my chin petite and neck. They work twelve hour shifts four days a week teen and then they have three days off so they change the start day of their next shift. “Oh, thank god,” she fetish breathed and hurried over to me. Fight him the first time he takes you. That one contained panties, stockings, and bras. Just right. I mean, I was really good at giving head; everyone knew that. I was glad when thirty minutes later the coach skinny announced last lap for everyone. You are hard. I giggled endearingly, stroking her hair. And that’s what we all did. While she was deepthroating me, she began to hum. Once they'd be done with it, it'd be bruised, welted, burned, and quite possibly bleeding, but still as rock-hard as now. I first pull down my top, hiding my breasts, and then reach down to return my shorts to their position. The only semi reference to it during the rest of the party was me saying, I very well knew I was gonna try to do everything to see doctor him. Traversing the winding stairway I found myself behind some of the fabric I had seen lining the walls.