Man Has Sex With Young Girl

Her eyes darted over the drab curtains, their edges fraying and drawn tight across the windows as if to hide the life—or lack thereof—within. The mess that once overpowered the space seemed to recede with each passing day, replaced by order and cleanliness. He’d taken her right there on the couch, their bodies moving in sync as they sought release from the haunting specter of mortality. “Okay,” he finally agreed, his voice strained. She then said, “I don’t have any cash for a tip, but how about this instead?” She then grasped his face and pulled him down to her left tit and whispered “Suck it.”

After sucking on her left tit, Erin pulled him off and guided him to her right and let him suck it for a few moments. It was a Friday night, and he could still recall the way she had looked at him before a date, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she glanced up from beneath lowered lashes.