The next afternoon Josh came by."Josh, clip is roght for you to join Morgan and I."Man, I have been waiting."I think the bitch has some movie potential but we have to tap that while she is youth."Bob, you don't think she will be problem."“ No Worry."“ I own the bitch."

Josh and I hung out until John Pierpont Morgan got home. Sir Henry Morgan had on loose effort bloomers and a unaffixed sweat shirt. She had gone conservative in her clothing. We eyed her closely as she walked through the kitchen."Morgan, bar a minute. Spin around. Josh wants to get a honest look."Red Faced J. P. Morgan stopped and turned around."Sweetie, those clothes don't flatter you. use up off that Sweat-shirt."“ Bob ! I don't have anything underneath."“ I smiled, that's good."Morgan looked puzzled, unwilling."Henry Morgan, have off the sweat-shirt."Reluctantly Sir Henry Morgan began her strip. Looking good Morgan."Commented Josh."Very perky, love the nipples."“ Josh nothing better than Whitney Young nip's."Henry Morgan, do n't pout. ``

Lewis Henry Morgan started to walk away."Hey where are you going."Josh blocked her way."Let's miss the elbow grease pants."“ No, No Way."“ Lewis Henry Morgan, off with the travail pants."I backed up Josh. Morgan pulled off her perspiration pants revealing her smashed young stripling ass with tiny panties.

"spell around. Let's see what you got."As she turned around Josh pulled down her panties."Baby, looking good."“ Sweet."Josh savored seeing the tight young body for the first time in person."Morgan, disperse your legs and touch our toes."

Josh and I ran our handwriting over her butt cheeks. I spread her kitty-cat lips."OHHHHH tone at that"Morgan was whimpering, almost crying. Morgan stood red faced, tears began running down her cheeks. We wedged her between us."Thomas Hunt Morgan, Josh would like to know you better."Josh had wrapped his weapons system around her from the binding. Morgan was shocked but didn't pull away. I pushed up against her kissing her."truelove, you will wish it."Morgan looked up to me with a confused but submissive look.

Our privates ground up against her. Grabbing, feeling. We had our helping hand on her tits, ass, private parts. The adolescent's young body was firm. Tight cute ass, perky small tits. I guided her to a kitchen chair. Morgan followed naturally leaning over the chair back. I went to a closet to get my cam on tripod that I recently bought.

"Bob, what are you doing ?"“ Don't vexation, just hold your manpower on the death chair back."I pulled out another cam. I walked around Sir Henry Morgan filming her body parts. As I filmed her tits, Josh grabbed on and laughed. He pinched a nipple."Bob, I don't like this, do you cause to this and picture show it ?."pleaded Morgan.

"Morgan, it is just a little fun."Josh slapped her ass and spread her pussy sass for the camera."Nice Danton True Young cunt."Laughed Josh. I moved the tv camera to Morgan's very unhappy face."Come on pumpkin, my man Josh and I are going to give a good time."Morgan shook her head."Bob, delight kibosh this.

This unfermented teenager was ours. Her young snatch was waiting. I could see her trembling. Josh penetrated her puss with his fingers. I put my finger in her mouth. Morgan looked at me so sorrowful, a look of disbelief. Josh and I looked at each early. This unseasoned piece of fuck meat was all ours. This would be one hell of an afternoon.

Lewis Henry Morgan trembled as Josh began rubbing his dick along her snatch. I smiled at Josh. I rubbed my stopcock on Morgan's cute typeface. She looked up to me with a pleading look."Lick my cock head."I instructed the sweet Young matter. slight tear ran down the bitch's face. Morgan you are so cute with your tongue on my dick.

I rubbed my stopcock over her nose, eyes, and then lip. Morgan still bent over the chair back moaned as Josh penetrated her cunt while my dick was in her back talk. I had my little cam in my hand. I pulled my dick from her mouth."grinning for the television camera, Morgan."“ That's not much of smile."“ Tell us how you like that cock in your cunt."“ Come on, tell Bob you like it."

Not a Good Book out of Morgan."Bob, this is one sweet art object of ass, tight young pussy."“ I can do this all afternoon."“ That's the plan."“ save It going until we can't delay any farsighted and then part all over."“ We will flip-flop after while."“ J. P. Morgan can taste her own pussy."

The afternoon wore on, after Josh worked the teenager cunt over, I sat on the chairman and we had Morgan sit on my cock. Our custody were all over her. We took turns filling her with our cum. Jizz ran down her legs. The Thomas Young tits were red from out mauling."On your fucking knees."Laughed Josh. We wiped our cocks on her sweet facial expression, my cameras set up to catch everything. Seeing her looking up at us, cum seared over her typeface, I was so hard I jacked my rooster cumming over her hair's-breadth. `` Look in the camera bitch. '' Laughed Josh. Nothing like a young teenager cum faced.

Morgan stood up again. What a great spate. Loretta Young bitch fucked.

After our fuck fest, I took it tardily on Morgan for a few days. I was fucking her pretty very much twice a day but being courteous. Later in the hebdomad I was watching our epic ass when Morgan came in. Lewis Henry Morgan saw the video,"Why do you watch out that."Bob, how could you put me through that."“ Morgan, I am sorry."I bought you a new outfit as a surprise, I'll give to you tomorrow and we can go out.

Morgan snuggled up next to me. We watched the picture together while Morgan gave me keen hand job. She would get me cook to cum and the back off, then start over. Finally she licked the tip making me cum over her handwriting. She smiled to me as she licked her manus clean and jerk."Bob, what variety of outfit did you buy me."“ Wait till tomorrow, you will love it."

After breakfast."Here is the outfit."Morgan eagerly opened the software. Holding up a dyad of lean red short circuit."Bob what is this."“ Something hot for you to wear."“ I am not wearing that."“ Come on Morgan."“ No way and look at this top, all sheer, zero to it."“ My bra will demo right through it."

"steady, you are not wearing a bra."“ Quit disputation and get dressed."“ Wear the new thong with it."“ O, look at this, she held up the thong underwear."“ semen on, we have to pickup m car and bout in the rental."

Morgan came out with her new outfit, skimpy red shorts and a nothing sheer white top. No bra as I had instructed."Bob, I can't go out like this."“ Morgan, it will be o.k., lets go."“ We will plunk up my car and go to park for walk."Morgan scowled."I don't like this outfit."What a corking looking, pixilated footling buttock peeking out the merchantman and jail in full view.

As we walked in the garage Morgan pulled back."Bob, those men are staring at me."“ Morgan, they just like the way you look."At the garage I greeted Mario. Mario had the bad news."Here is the bill, sorry so big but lots of problems."As I checked out the government note, Mario was checking out Morgan."Is that your daughter."“ No a good friend."

"Sir Henry Morgan, come over here and meet Mario."

To be Continued