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The Stinky Girl
© 2004 by Naughty Puppy
WalterHumphrey scratched his head as he considered the blueprints on his draftingtable. Such was the level of his concentration that he failed to twice hearthe rapping at his office door.
"Dad?"
Walterjumped and turned to see his daughter's head peeking through the cracked threshold. "Angie!Haven't I told you to knock?"
"Idid," the girl insisted. "Twice. You didn't answer."
Mr.Humphrey creased his brow as he searched his memory. "Maybe I didn't hear." Heshrugged. "Knock louder next time."
"Yes,sir," Angela replied.
Waltergrinned. His daughter never addressed him with such regard unless she wantedsomething. "What do you want?"
"CanGabriella spend the night?"
Walterfelt his thighs twitch as he pictured the sultry brunette with the saucy accent. "Gabrielle?" Hefeigned ignorance. "Which one is that?"
" Gabriella ," Angelacorrected. "You know. Brown hair. Thick eyebrows."
Mr.Humphrey shook his head absently. "The one that got the scholarship toplay softball at Cal?"
"No," Angelareplied impatiently. "The one from Italy."
"Theone you said needs to bathe more often?" Walter recalled.
Angelasmirked. "You said it before I did."
"Idid?"
"Yes."
"Oh," Waltermused. "Maybe so. I thought seniors were too old for sleepovers?"
"Iam," Angela noted. "But she asked and she's been nice lately, soI thought I should be nice back."
"Ok," Mr.Humphrey said. "I guess she can spend the night. Keep the music down though.I'm kind of busy."
"Thanks!" Angelaclosed the door at once.
Mr.Humphrey went back to his drawings and worked for the next several hours incomplete oblivion to all that transpired beyond his office.
"HelloMr. Humphrey."
Walterjumped, dropping his ruler. He turned to see his daughter's friend standingat the door in a bathrobe. He glanced to his clock. "Are you two stillup?"
"Iam," Gabriella announced as she walked through the door, shutting it quietlybehind her.
Mr.Humphrey politely tried to contain his annoyance. "Do you need something?"
Thegirl ignored the question and sauntered over to the drafting table. "Whaty' doin'?"
"Working," Waltersnapped. "Do you need something?"
"Yes," Gabriellasaid. She let her robe fall open as she hovered over the man's drawings.
Asif by gravity, Mr. Humphrey's eyes were drawn to the widening seam.
Gabriellacut her eyes sideways and smiled as she noticed the man's gaze drop. Slowly,she turned her form sideways, allowing him a better view.
Walterinhaled abruptly as a portion of one of the girl's breasts slipped into view.He looked quickly to her face only to find her eyes locked on his.
Gabriellalooked back to the drawing table, running a single finger lightly across ablueprint, as if she were teasing it. "Is this a two-by-four?"
Mr.Humphrey sighed impatiently. "No. All the studs are metal."
"There'sno wood in your drawing, Mr. Humphrey?"
Waltercreased his brow and smirked. "No. It's commercial grade. Against firecodes."
"Doyou always obey the rules?"
"Ofcourse."
"Whatabout that wood?" Gabriella looked at the man's groin. "Is that acommercial-grade stud? Does it always play by the rules?"
Mr.Humphrey gaped for a second before recovering. "That's absolutely noneof your business! And speaking of business, I have a lot of work to do here."
"Thesearen't supposed to be any of your business." Gabriella momentarily flippedopen her robe, offering a full, though brief, glimpse of her right breast. "Butthat didn't stop you from breaking that rule, did it, Mr. Humphrey?"
"I,I…" Walter stammered.
"It'sok," Gabriella interrupted. She demurely lowered her gaze as she pivotedto fully face the man. "If I didn't want you to look, I wouldn't havelet you."
Walterbegan to protest. "Look? I didn't…"
Gabriellaonly smiled more broadly. "You're still looking." She let the robefall completely open; entirely presenting her bare torso and the two pert breaststhat resided there.
Walterbacked away, holding his hands vertically before him as if to shield himself. "Wait!"
Gabrielladid nothing of the kind. She strode quickly forward. Grabbing the man's hands,she walked her firm bosom directly into his open palms.
Waltergasped as his hands involuntarily gripped the girl's supple flesh.
Gabriellacontinued to smile. "Nice, huh?"
"Mywife…" Walter protested.
"Asleep," Gabriellareplied.
"Angie…"
"Asleep."
Walterpulled his hands from the girl and retreated. "What do you want?"
"Letme think." Gabriella put an index finger to her warped lips as her eyessarcastically roamed the ceiling. "I know. I want to know if you reallythink I'm stinky."
Walterfrowned. He started to ask where she had heard that, but he knew the answer. "Imay have said something like that once, but maybe you'd been playing sportsor something that day."
"Idon't play sports."
Waltertongued his gums as he tried to find a way to get the girl out of his office. "PerhapsI had you confused with someone else."
"Whatif you didn't?"
"Whatif?"
"Well," Gabriellasighed symbolically. "I don't want to be stinky. You know stinky peoplecan't usually smell themselves."
"So?"
"So,do I still stink?"
Walterscowled as he examined her still damp hair. "You've just showered. Howcould you possibly stink?"
"Ishowered before and you said I stunk."
Walterreleased a long sigh. "What exactly do you want?"
"Iwant you to tell me if I stink."
"Youdon't!"
Gabriellagrinned. She vaulted herself onto the edge of the drafting table, pushing andwrinkling the drawings in the process.
Waltergasped and reached for his precious papers.
"Oh," Gabriellauttered in a decidedly mocking tone. "Are these important?" She pickedup a few of the papers.
"Yes!"
"Well," Gabriellabegan, "Maybe you can tell me if I really stink."
"Youdon't!"
Thegirl brazenly tucked the bottom of her robe beneath her spread thighs, revealingher pink clad loins. "Have a good sniff," she demanded. "Justto be sure."
Waltergasped and recoiled. "Look…" His speech stopped and he sawthe young vixen bring her right hand to the designs she already held in herleft, threatening to tear the sheets. "Don't!" he gasped.
"What'sso important?" Gabriella asked with a wry grin. "Can't you just printmore off your computer?"
"No," Mr.Humphrey said sharply. "Give them to me." He took a step forward.
Gabriellamoved her two hands slightly, tearing the edge a fraction of an inch. Walterstopped in mid stride.
Thegirl grinned cruelly. "Are these important?"
Walterswallowed. "Yes. I need them Monday for a bid."
Gabriellasighed. "And if you don't get the bid?"
Walter'seyes wandered. He hadn't dared consider that possibility.
"It'sok," Gabriella said. "Angie told me about you having to hock thetelevision. I don't want you to have to lose more than a silly TV."
"What do youwant?"
Gabriellawiggled her thighs slightly as she held the papers aloft between her menacingfingers. "Come on. Sniff, sniff."
"Please," Walterbegged. "What do you want?"
Thegirl creased her brow and her lips. "I want you to smell my pussy youstupid old man! And I mean now !"
Waltertensed as the sound of the girl's voice ripped the quiet night.
"Ican yell louder," Gabriella whispered. "If you don't get on yourknees and put your face to my panties this instant."
"Ok," Walterstammered. "Then will you give me my papers and leave?"
" Now ," Gabriellahissed through clenched teeth.
Walterstepped forward and put his nose a good half-foot from the girl. He inhaledbriskly twice and backed away. "Smells fine."
Gabriellashook her head and frowned. Her nose wrinkled as her fingers moved again, thesoft grinding sound of ripping paper wafted across the room.
"Wait," Mr.Humphrey said.
"Onyour knees," Gabriella insisted.
Walter'seyes began to moisten as his resolve and legs crumbled simultaneously.
"That'sbetter," Gabriella hissed. "Now get over here and put your nose closeso you can get a good whiff."
Walterinched forward, his nose tentatively leading his body.
"Closer," Gabriellademanded as the man continued to scoot toward her. "Closer," shecoached. "Keep coming until you feel my panties on the end of your nose."
Walterleaned forward, shivering as the sheer fabric touched the end of his nose.
"Closeyour eyes and breathe," Gabriella demanded.
Waltercomplied.
"Deeply!" Gabriellademanded. "I want to hear your breath!"
Walter'schest moved noticeably as he obeyed. The musky smell of woman filled his olfactorycavities; a subtly decadent smell, yet completely enticing; exactly the waya pussy should smell. He leaned a bit farther into the girl, feeling the furbeneath the fabric surrender slightly to the pressure.
Walterjumped as the fabric suddenly moved. His eyes opened to see Gabriella's lefthand holding the fabric aside, exposing the girl's incredibly thick vaginalpelt. His eyes bulged wider as he saw the crease within her hair; a gnarly,mottled gaping, gash. He had never seen such an ugly snatch before.
Theman had not long to contemplate the hideousness of the sight; the girl's otherhand was already in action. She cupped her palm behind his head and pulled,burying his face in her loins.
Walterimmediately pushed against the edge of table, straining to free his face fromits containment. He found her grip surprisingly strong, but nevertheless heescaped within seconds.
"Alright," Mr.Humphrey growled. "This has gone far enough."
Gabriellajust smiled and held up her cell phone. There, in the miniature window, wasa picture of the man with his face buried in the girl's fur.
"Giveme that!" Walter barked, snatching the device. His mouth gaped as he sawthat the girl had caught him with his eyes closed, blissfully sniffing herbounty.
"Howare you going to make your Monday presentation from jail, Mr. Humphrey?" Gabriellaasked giddily.
Walterscowled. His lower lip protruded. He hastily examined the wide array of buttonson the phone. "How do I erase this?"
"Itdoesn't matter," Gabriella said. "I've already sent it home."
"What?"
"It'ssitting in my e-mail folder now," Gabriella explained. "Or some serversomewhere." She shrugged. "Newark maybe."
Thegirl hopped from the table. "Not that it matters." She strode boldlyto the man. "The point is, you are mine."
Walter'sexpression contorted. "What kind of stupid game is this?"
"Tellme who you belong to," Gabriella insisted.
"Noone!"
"Really?" Gabriellaraised her eyebrows in an overtly sarcastic manner. "I think you eitherbelong to me," she shrugged, "or some guy named Bubba in San Quentin."
Walter'sjaw dropped and simply hung loosely. "You wouldn't?!"
"No?" Gabriellaqueried. "Well, I guess it's Bubba then. Pity. We could have had somefun too. But I'm sure Bubba and his friends will appreciate your decision." Thegirl started to walk toward the door.
Mr.Humphrey looked at his work and considered all he had to lose. And he consideredBubba too. "Wait," he said with a sigh of resignation.
Gabriellastopped, turned, and smiled. "Yes?"
"Whatdo you want?"
Thevixen sauntered back to stand directly in from of the man. "I want youto tell me who you belong to," she whispered.
Waltersighed. "You."
"Badattitude," Gabriella noted through pursed lips. "I expect better.Try again."
"You," Waltersaid softly.
"Getback on your knees then," Gabriella demanded.
Walterrolled his eyes. "But…"
Withoutwarning, Gabriella brought her palm forward, cupping the man's still rigidmember. Mr. Humphrey jumped back as if the light touch had carried many thousandsof volts. "I thought so," she said. "You want to be mine. Nowget on your knees before I have to get mean ."
Walterwondered what exactly mean was. Ripping up his drawings? Turning the picturesover to the cops? Screaming good and loud until his wife came? Too many choices,Walter concluded quickly; and all of them bad. He reluctantly knelt.
"That'sso much better," Gabriella said. She stroked the man's hair with one handas she put the other hand inside her panties and rubbed her crease vigorously.
"Whatdo you want?" Walter asked yet again.
"You."
"Why?"
"BecauseI love being in charge," Gabriella noted. "I knew I could controlyou. Don't think I didn't notice you checking me out. How many times have youtouched yourself and thought of me?"
Walterlooked at the carpet.
"Thatmany, huh?" the girl continued. "I suppose you deserve a taste ofthings to come." She moved forward and nimbly tossed her right leg overthe man's left shoulder, so that her calf dangled behind his back.
"Lickit," Gabriella demanded, pulling her panties aside. "Taste my pussy."
"Whyme?" Walter asked.
Gabriellashook her head. "You men are so stupid. First you want something, thenit's right in front of your face and suddenly you get curious. Lick!"
Walterexpended his tongue and ran it lightly over the girl's steamy crease.
"Youcall that a lick?" Gabriella scolded. "Get your fucking tongue inthere where I can really feel it!"
Waltershivered at the girl's crass command, then obeyed it.
"Yes," Gabriellahissed confidently. "You know who you belong to, don't you?"
Walterwithdrew his tongue and gulped. "Yes."
"Ibet your dick is really hard now," Gabriella guessed. "Isn't it?"
Waltergulped again. "Yes."
"I'dlike to let you get back to work," Gabriella sighed. "But how canyou work with such a hard on? I know. Lay down."
"What?"
"Onyour back, worm!" Gabriella snarled. "Now!"
"Ok,ok," Walter muttered as he tentatively reclined.
"That'sgood," said Gabriella. "Now get your cock out for me."
"What?"
"C'mon," Gabriellaurged. "It's not too puny is it?"
"No!" Walterstammered reflexively.
"Ok,then," Gabriella said. "Let's see it."
Walterdid not move.
Gabriellareached into her pocket and produced her phone. "I see your dick or thecops see this. Which is it?"
Waltergrimaced as he reached for his belt.
Gabriellasmiled and put the phone back in her pocket. "That's right," shesaid as the man fumbled with his briefs. "Show it to me!"
Waltertucked the elastic of his underwear beneath his balls and put his hands byhis side. The absurdity of the situation struck home. His face went red. Hetried not to weep like a schoolboy.
Gabriellatossed her robe aside and walked to the prone man. She stood over his headand squatted. "Smell me."
Waltermoved his head upward and breathed again. He closed his eyes as he sampledthe girl's seductive aroma.
Gabriellasettled slightly, pressing her womanhood against the man's face. "Strokeyourself for me."
Walterfroze.
"Youheard me, old man!" Gabriella scolded. "Grab your cock and startjacking off!"
Waltertentatively moved his right hand, encircling the rigid rod with his palm. Slowly,he began to work his way up and down the shaft.
Gabriellasmiled. "I love watching a good hand job. It gets me plenty excited."
Waltercould feel the folds of her snatch as he rubbed his nose in the fabric. Soonher scent increased and he detected some dampness beyond the cloth.
"Lickme some more," Gabriella demanded.
Theman extended his tongue, trying to reach around her panties to the bounty beyond.
"No,dumb ass. Move my panties with your teeth."
Waltertwisted his head to bring his teeth to bear. Seizing an edge he pulled thegarment to one side, only to have it spring back as soon as he released it.His second attempt fared no better.
"Nevermind," Gabriella said as she abruptly stood. "You're taking too long.I guess you better just do yourself and then get back to work. I've distractedyou long enough. See you later." Without additional comment, she donnedthe robe and left the room, closing the door carefully behind her.
Walterlooked at his overly teased cock and sighed. Laying his head back he lookedat the ceiling and wondered exactly what had just happened, and what wouldhappen as a consequence.
Onthe other side of the house, Angela awoke to her shoulder being shaken. Shepeered into the darkness, after a few seconds making out her friend's face. "What?"
"Youknow that vibrator you asked me to buy for you last month?" Gabriellawhispered.
Angela'snodded. "Yeah."
"Good.Where do you hide it?"
Walterheard the front door open and close, but didn't think anything of it; Angelausually arrived home from school in mid-afternoon. "Hello, honey," hecalled absently without moving his eyes from the television.
"Hello,Mr. Humphrey," Gabriella said softly. "I heard you won the contract.I'm very happy for you. Especially since you have more to lose now."
Walterjumped from the chair. The man had not seen the vixen in the month since theirlate night encounter. Initially he had been quite worried, but as the dayspassed he had begun to hope, even believe, that she only meant to embarrasshim for an isolated quick thrill.
"Hello,Gabriella," the man replied, trying to speak in a very calm and civilmanner.
Gabriellasmiled. "Were you expecting someone else?"
"Angela," Walternodded. "She should be here any minute."
Gabriellashook her head. "Thursday."
Walter'sbrow creased and his eyes wandered.
"That'sright," Gabriella said as a look a revelation swept the man's face. "Shehas choir practice today. And Mrs. Humphrey picks her up after school. Howthoughtful. They won't be home for another hour and a half."
Waltergulped. "Why are you here?"
Gabriellasnickered naughtily. "Why, to make use of my property, of course."
"I'mnot your property!"
"Youare!" Gabriella insisted in a firm whisper. "You know it too." Shepulled a folded piece of paper from her pocket and opened it, presenting thepicture to the man.
Waltergaped as he saw himself apparently performing oral sex on the girl. "Doyou want money?" he asked quickly.
Gabriellatilted her head and smiled. "Sure. A twenty would be nice."
Walter'shand rushed to his wallet and extracted a bill. "Here."
Gabriellaquickly pocketed the cash. "That was thoughtful of you, Mr. Humphrey.Nice to know you care." She strolled away, but not toward the exit.
"Whereare you going?" Walter asked.
"Whyto your bedroom, of course."
"What?"
Gabriellacontinued walking. "Come along. You are going to lick my quim properlythis time. I'm going to cum on your face right where your wife will sleep later."
"Ijust paid you!" Walter argued.
Gabriellapaused for an instant. "I know. Thank you. But that's not why you're goingto suck my cunt. I'm not a hooker, you know." She turned and continuedon her way.
"Stop!" Waltercried.
Thegirl kept walking, letting the illicit picture slip from her grasp as she moved. "Oh,did I drop something?" She sported a wry grin as she glanced over hershoulder. "Well, I'll just have to be more careful. I wonder what wouldhappen if I left one of those in the wrong place? Do pick it up and come along." Turningher head, she strutted down the corridor and into the Humphrey's bedroom.
Walterpicked up the paper and followed.
"Whichside is yours?" Gabriella asked as she eyed the couple's bed. "No;don't tell me. Let me guess." She pointed to the right side. "Thatside is yours."
Walternodded.
"Youdon't seem very enthusiastic," Gabriella noted. "You might want toperk up a bit. We don't have all day, after all." With that, she beganto slip out of her clothes.
"Stop!" Walterdemanded.
"Igive the orders here, old man," Gabriella asserted.
Waltershook his head. "This is crazy. You can't…"
Gabriellawrinkled her nose and grabbed the man's arm, digging her fingernails into hisflesh.
Walterpulled away and gawked as blood rushed to fill the gouges.
"MaybeI'll put one of those on your face," Gabriella said. "It'll makethe part where you tried to rape me sound all the more believable."
"Inever touched you!"
"Oh,but you did," insisted Gabriella. "I have a picture. Remember? Ifit's not statutory rape, it's at least some sort of indecency with a minor.Whatever it is, I'm sure it's illegal. You are goingto do what I say. Or I will simply stay here until your wife gets home. Whatare you going to do? Call the cops? Kill me?"
"NowI'm tired of wasting time," the girl continued. "Get your clothesoff and lie on the bed; your wife's side of the bed ."
Gabrielladid not even look at Walter as she continued to disrobe. Each passing secondrevealed a new portion of the girl and a new reason for him to accede to herwishes.
Whatcan she make you do that you don't want to? Walter finallyasked himself. In that moment, he was lost. In what seemed like the nextinstant he found himself lying nude in his wife' customary sleeping position,the similarly unclad damsel straddling his abdomen.
"Whodo you belong to?" Gabriella asked as she ground her ever-moistening moundinto his flesh.
"You," Waltersighed, the sight of the young girl's body having completely transcended whateverwillpower he still possessed.
"Andwhat are you going to do?"
"Whateveryou want."
Gabriellasmiled as she squirmed. "That's so much better. I'm glad you finally decidedto see it my way. Stupid boys at school always want to do things their way,not mine. Thursdays are going to be so much fun. Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Good," Gabriellasaid. "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out as far as it will go." Shesmiled broadly as her minion obeyed. "Yes, like that."
Thegirl scooted forward until she straddled the man's head, and then arched herselfinto a seated position atop his face.
Walter'seyes bulged, then watered as the girl's sharp scent overwhelmed his sinuses.
"Oh," Gabriellasighed. "I forgot to bathe this morning. And yesterday too. Well, I didn'treally forget; I just don't see the point in spending so much time in the shower.Especially, since I have my own personal pussy cleaning service. Start licking.Let me feel your tongue!"
Mr.Humphrey gasped as he complied, doing his best to cleanse the acrid odor fromthe girl's hispid mound.
"Lickover to the side too," Gabriella giggled as she shifted her position slightly. "Isweat a lot sometimes." Closing her eyes, she undulated her abdomen, partiallyriding her attendant as he served her.
Someminutes and many instructions later, Mr. Humphrey noticed a sudden change inthe girl's flavor. Soon she was grinding her gash onto his face.
"Oh,yeah!" Gabriella screamed. "Lick my pussy. You know you love it,you miserable worm. C'mon. Put your tongue where your dick will never get togo. Yeah, that's right. Fuck me with it. C'mon. Stick it out farther." Shepaused to squirm.
Gabriellasuddenly grasped the man's hair as her passage simultaneously gasped his tongue. "Leccarme,ragazzo! Piu profondo!" She forced her mound onto his faceas the muscles in her body tensed.
Aninstant later Walter felt a torrent of briny fluid flush from the girl's loinsinto his gaping mouth. Gagging and sputtering, he withdrew his tongue instantly.Unwilling to ingest the fluid or expel it onto his wife's pillow, he simplyfroze, his cheeks puffed wide with their burden.
"Berlo!" Gabriellacommanded. "Swallow! You aren't afraid of a little girl cum, are you?Ok, maybe it's piss; I don't really know, but you better drink it down justthe same and get your tongue back to work. I'm just getting warmed up and Ican't have you stopping to gargle every time I squirt."
Fifteenminutes and almost as many mouthfuls later, the girl finally began to cooldown, slowly decreasing the pace and fury of her grinding until she sat blissfullyatop her reluctant lover.
Bythen, Walter's mouth ached from the exertion.
"Thatwas good," Gabriella said. "For the first time anyway." Sheglanced back at Mr. Humphrey's cock. "I think maybe such noble servicedeserves a little reward."
Thegirl slid slowly backward, leaving a slick trail across the man's torso asshe went. Deftly splaying her ass cheeks, she wrapped her buttocks around hisalready rigid rod. Using her left palm to hold the man's cock securely in thecrease, she began to tease his tip with the thumb of her right hand. She smiledas she found the shaft already seeping.
Gabriellabegan to ride slowly up and down, feeling the cock slide slowly between hercheeks. "Look at me," she demanded. "Am I pretty?"
"You'regorgeous."
"Doyou like my little titties?"
"They'reperfect," Walter gasped.
"That'snice," Gabriella purred. "Maybe I'll let you suck them someday whenyou've been especially good. Would you like that?"
"Yes."
"DoI still stink?"
"No."
"Doyou like licking my stinky pussy?"
"Yes."
"Youwant to lick it next Thursday too, don't you?"
"Oh," Waltergroaned. "Yes."
Gabriellaincreased the pace. "Are you going to cum all over my sexy ass?"
"Oh,yes," Walter repeated. His breathing grew raspy as his excitement mounted.
"Areyou mine?"
"Yes."
Gabriellasuddenly stopped. "Are you going to do whatever Isay, whenever I say it?"
Walter'sface melted as his cock begged him to beg her. "Yes," he pleaded. " Anything ."
"Ithought so," Gabriella whispered as she began to undulate again, thistime pushing hard with her hand, forcing his cock deep within her by now well-lubedfissure. "Cum for me," she demanded. "Squirt your load all overmy sexy butt."
Walterwhimpered as he complied.
Gabriellasmiled as she felt her right hand being saturated with his slimy seed. Shekept moving up and down as his manhood continued to pulse, soaking her crackwith his jizz.
"Thankyou," Walter muttered as his cock began to shrink and his pulse beganto lessen.
"Youwant to thank me?" Gabriella queried naughtily. "Don't worry, youwill. Follow me." Clasping a hand to her buttocks, the girl rolled offthe man and sprinted awkwardly from the room.
Waltergasped. Having no clue where she was headed, he jumped up and proceeded afterher. He had barely cleared his own room when he saw the vixen in his daughter'sdomain.
Likea cat, Gabriella crawled onto the bed. She pointed her ass skyward while restingher head sideways on the other girl's pillow and her arms tucked neatly beneaththe cushion. She merely looked back at Walter without saying a word.
Mr.Humphrey swallowed as he gawked at the lovely girl in an ostensibly vulnerableposition; her arched back leading to her hairy pussy and semen laden buns,both fully completely exposed. Physically, she was completely at his mercy.
Yetthe both of them knew the opposite was true and her deliberate pose made thepoint all the more poignant. He was hers. Period.
Walterlooked at her lovely face. Gabriella's big brown eyes gazed expectantly back,her lips parted in the subtlest of smiles. He knew what she wanted even thoughshe said not a word. He looked back to her exposed snatch as his own seed beganto seep down her crease.
Waltercrawled onto the bed behind the girl and brought his broadly splayed tongueto her shaggy seam. He drew his cleansing appendage upward, collecting hisoffering as he went.
"Yes," Gabriellawhispered. "That's right. Lick it for me! Lick it all off!"
Walterran his tongue beyond her quim, onward to her anus and beyond, running thefull length of her crack before withdrawing to begin a second pass.
"Yes,you pathetic worm," Gabriella squealed. "You know how to do it. Suckmy pussy and my ass! Lick them both !"
Mr.Humphrey continued the routine several more times, carefully cleansing thegirl from the top of her vulva to the base of her spine.
"That'sso good," Gabriella purred. "I knew you'd be the perfect little asslicker. You've licked my pussy enough. Lick my ass now!"
Walterbrought his tongue back to the girl's anal portal, running his appendage firstamong the tufts of hair that guarded the passage.
Gabriellashivered as she felt the rush of adrenaline surge through her body. She knewhe was hers. Power being the ultimate aphrodisiac, she basked in her own gloryas the man performed what she perceived to be the ultimate form of servitude.
Thevixen's ass wiggled as she squirmed with delight. "Clean it all out forme. Worship all of my ass, not just the edges. Get your tongue in there andclean it all ."
Walterclosed his eyes and turned his attention to the pink and puckered rosebud itself,pressing his tongue into the wrinkled core.
"Oh," Gabriellamoaned as she felt her sphincter probed. "Yes! Stick it inside ." Shepaused a moment to consciously override her instincts and relax her muscularring. "Yes, like that. Right up my ass! Farther! Oh, that is so good.I love having my ass licked! From now on it's your job to make sure my littlebutthole stays nice and clean."
"Andmy pussy too of course," the girl added quickly. "That's right, lickthem both! Oh, that's so nice. Clean them good for me.You know how I hate to be stinky!"
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