This is an illusion…
But she’s looking up at me, waiting with those big, brown eyes.
“You’re a virgin,” I remind her … myself.
She nods even as she pulls me free.
“They’d hold me down and make me take the tip. They liked filling me.”
Not a dream, I realize with blinding euphoria when she takes my whole dick to her throat on the first plunge. The sweet heat of her mouth hugging me sends my head back with ecstasy.
Then she kills me with her deep, satisfied groan. The slurp as she sucks faster. She adds her fist and my eyes roll back.
“That’s it. That’s … don’t stop.”
Her tongue swirls over the head and she watches me when she slides down.
And I lose it.
“On your back.”
I barely give her a chance to obey when I shove her down. But she knows. Her hands are already under her knees, holding them open.
Holding her pussy open.
I rest my throbbing dick against that tiny hole. Ready to paint her lips with my cum.
She grips my shaft and stuffs the head in right as I release, flooding her virgin cunt with years of pent-up cum.
“Lenora, baby, no…”
But I’m wheezing and watching as she jerks every last drop.
“Is that not what you wanted?” she asks, watching my face with her ankles at her ears and her pussy leaking my seed.
James would be horrified.
I know it even as I pull out of his little girl’s flooded cunt and stare down at my handiwork.
“They did this to you?” I hear myself croak, mesmerized by the sight of something so pure so ruined.
I scoop an escaped glob and stuff it back inside her. Not going too far. The first knuckle. I hold it there.
Corking her.
Keeping her full.
“All day,” she whispers. “They’d each pick a hole for the day and see who filled me up more.”
I shouldn’t be listening to this.
She’s talking about my boys.
“Both holes?”
Lenora nods.
“They liked making me drip.”
