The Majestic - Sex Stories

The Majestic

... hairless slit sucked and pulled around Mr. Simpson's twirling, pressing finger. "Aaaaiiiieeee!! Ohhh, Mr. Simpson . . . aaaaiiiieeee!!!" Betsy's thighs stiffened, her belly fluttered, and her head repeatedly banged against Mr. Simpson's shoulder while the handsome man's knowing finger made her slim, beautiful body dance and jerk. "Go faster . . . aggghhh!! You're going to make me cum, little honey," the handsome man theater manager snorted in her ear. Betsy's arm ached but the jolting flashes of joy that were still exploding between her splayed thighs gave her fresh energy and the pretty little girl worked as hard as she could to finish the job that she started. "Annnnuuuugggghhh!!" His fat cock jumped. Betsy was watching with fevered interest when the swollen slit in the glans opened and a long, white jet of hot cum shot in the air and then came splattering down on her naked thighs and belly. "Oggghhhh . . . haaaggghhh!!" The tired little brunette lay slumped against Mr. Simpson's shoulder. She was so exhausted that Betsy hardly took notice as the man used the fingers of both of his hands to spread his cooling cum all over her smooth, naked little body. "You're going to work out just fine, Betsy," the man whispered and kissed her cheek. "I'm going to make sure that you earn a lot of money for your mommy and have a lot of fun doing it." Small warning bells rang in the girl's mind but she ignored them as she watched with growing interest while he painted the still sharp tips of her little nipples with a thick coat of his sticky cum.