"Please, Stacey. We have to stop this right here and forget that any of this happened. This is not proper at all. We don't are not even supposed to be talking this."
"Stop stalling, Mr. Orton," Stacey said, and with another step she was standing directly in front of him as he leaned against the couch, unable to take his eyes off her naked body. "What do you think about doing to me?" He shook his head.
"Nothing? Okay, I will tell you." Stacey said. "When you were watching me just now, I was thinking about you licking and sucking my p***y before you started f*****g me, wondering if a little girl like me could take your d**k which I'm sure is bigger than my boyfriend. Did you like watching me touch myself, Mr. Orton?" He swallowed hard, his eyes raking over her body before he nodded slowly.
