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This must be what parties teen were like for the super rich. She scanned the crowd further, gaining nothing from the occupants and feeling very alone in this room full of strange people. Her sense of intrigue outweighed the fear that was brewing in the pits of her stomach. Someone brushed passed her arm and she turned to apologise. A man nodded at her and said, “nice mask. Is it Dali?” but he was gone before she could reply. Through the crowd she clocked eyes with a tall, slim built man laughing with a small doggystyle party in a foyer by a bookcase full of first editions and she shivered. He had a strong presence that for a moment overwhelmed her and she felt both at ease and on edge concurrently as if something about him gave her a animation grave sense of concern. He noticed her and across the room she felt him burning into her with his eyes. He wore a sharp, expensive looking black suit with a white shirt unbuttoned at the top and an untied bow hanging from around his neck and he nodded once and slowly. He wore a mask that reminded Abby of an old French Plague Doctor—the black beak covering most of his lower face and later, revered reader, we would learn that this man was to be called The Libertine. A lady with a gramophone on her head clung to his arm and laughed at something he said in a way that told Abby that it could not have been genuine. The music upped its tempo. She finished her drink and blowjob took another and finished that too. She started to sway again in the music just as she had done in her room. She closed her eyes and played with her hair and she let the deep and dulcet tones of the muzak flow through her. The Libertine with the French Doctor mask plagued her thoughts. She imagined him although she was not sure why—they were not her thoughts. It was as if they had been planted. She thought of him—all of him—doing things to her and she did not know why she was thinking these things but she liked them even if she would not admit it in the moment. Then someone put their hands around her waist and she felt breath on her neck—she thought it was he. She big cock leaned into the body behind her, moving with the body behind her, and then she could smell Bengay and she heard the man whisper “here for a good time, baby?” and she jumped forward with a sharp intake of breath and turned and looked at a man hidden behind a monk’s mask and her heart almost stopped. So just like that, my pencil became useful to me in more than just my school work and helped me out whenever I needed a good release up till now. “Hi baby girl, having fun?” She asked making me bite my lip and nod my head yes while I kept sliding my pussy against dad’s yummy dick. Ephus was actually blushing himself at this. I licked around my digits, lapping at her thick lips. “Then we will stick with pleasure,” PLATO replied cheerily. She’d often make comments like “Her boobs are SO fake” or “They have absolutely no chemistry together”. Now the college was talking about having stripper classes as a new club, equivalent to the cheer squad or the volleyball team. "Come, let me show you my bedroom." “But in the mind. It looks as though we will be able to take possession of the ranch on the first of next month. She then took it in her hand and asked again if it hurt .Her tiny hand couldn't even get around it as she carefully inspected it..I told her it hurt a little so maybe you should kiss it She let go saying no way. Warrick’s eyes flicked back and forth from the road to the mirror. Me too." We weave our way through the house to one of the large Master suites. “That sounds awesome, my flawless goddess,” I whispered. I am loving this. She grabbed his cum- slimed cock and blowjob began to masturbate it. My thick cum slowly dripped out of her in a perfect cream animation pie. At his nod, she leant forward; her nostrils flared as the wire cut a little deeper then she offered herself to the cruel bite of the steel plates. In retrospect, I should have known by now to word it better and not leave it so vague, but this was too cute and funny for me to let this opportunity big cock slip by. Halfway through our meal, I felt a touch on my foot, I glanced at Peter but he sat totally straight-faced, concentrating on eating. He had a growing fear that he did not dare admit, a dangerous insight hovering on the edges of his awareness, doggystyle always threatening to break out of his nightmares into his conscious mind. He continued until the pantyhose stretched into my pussy. He moaned and marveled as his sweet little girl took his entire length deep inside of her body without falter, he felt himself tense up, knowing the end was soon going to come...and he was going to make it the best ending possible. I began diluting the alcohol and passion berry in those bottles you rigged.” “Sit on the ledge with your legs spread open.” She was especially captivated by the fact that Keith was uncircumcised. My head fell back as I became wetter by the second. “I’m teen going to make you beg Daddy to fuck you, just like the whore you are.”