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WHAT A FUCKING mind fuck. I didn’t think her father would let many men near her, but when I entered her with my finger—damn she was tight. I wanted her badly before, but now it’s an absolution.

But she’s not ready—not even close. I’ll play with her, touch her and tease her until she can’t take it anymore.

Shanna Flynn is fucking mine, period—done.

There’s no way that I can make it home aching, with balls begging for release. The thrum of the engine teases my dick that can’t calm down after her hot little body was on fire for mine.

I pull off to the side of the road and walk to the edge of the woods as if I have to take a leak. I unzip my fly taking my dick out. Closing my eyes—I pump into my hand, smelling her scent on my fingers.

I see her full sugary tits—rosy and pert.

I was right.

Her breasts are fucking huge, but firm and they jiggled when I grabbed her round hips. Her musky scent filled the air...

“Fuck,” I moan spewing my seed onto the grass seeing stars. But in my mind—I’m shooting off into her virgin body; marking her womb, being the first and last man to reach herfucking babymaker.

“Christ!” I shudder as the last bit of my load spurts out.

Zipping up my fly, I walk back towards the road.

I pissed her off really good tonight by leaving her like that. But that’s what she gets for fucking dressing the way she does; teasing me with her ripe, young body that was made for—fucking mine.

I need a plan to calm my baby girl down—soothe her nerves, so I can slowly teach her everything. I’m gonna drive my little kitty cat wild, while I plunge in an out of her. But it won’t be enough. Shanna’s headstrong; I need to find a way to touch her mind—not just her clit. And so far, that’s the only place she seems to care about me touching.

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