Peyton's Pleasure (53 page)

W
h
e
n
he
pull
e
d
his
f
ing
er
s
out,
Pe
y
ton
w
a
s
su
r
e
he
w
a
s
g
oi
n
g to
f
u
c
k
h
e
r
a
ss
now,
but
inst
ea
d,
he us
e
d
a sm
a
ll
dildo
on
h
er
.
I
t
w
a
s
just sli
g
ht
l
y
l
a
r
g
e
r
th
a
n
his
th
re
e
f
i
n
g
er
s
but
not
a
s
l
a
r
g
e
a
s
his
c
o
c
k
would

b
e
.
The
ph
a
llus
-
sh
a
p
e
d
i
nst
r
um
e
nt
vib
ra
t
e
d.
As
soon
a
s
he
g
ot
it
a
ll the
w
a
y inside
of
h
er
,
he
tu
r
n
e
d
it
on
a
nd
c
hu
c
kl
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
imm
e
di
a
te
reac
tion.
S
he
t
r
i
e
d
f
u
c
ki
n
g
b
a
c
k on som
e
thing
t
h
a
t w
a
sn
’
t th
ere
.

“
P
l
ea
s
e
,
I
n
ee
d
y
ou inside
of
m
e
,”
s
h
e
b
e
g
g
e
d
a
g
a
in.

“
W
ho
do
y
ou
b
e
lo
n
g t
o
?
”
he
a
sk
e
d,
r
unning a
f
in
g
e
r
ar
ound
h
e
r
e
nt
ra
n
c
e.

“
No.”
S
he
m
o
a
n
e
d,
sh
a
k
ing
h
e
r
h
e
a
d.
S
he
w
a
sn
’
t
g
oi
n
g
to
s
a
y
it.

S
he
didn
’
t b
e
long
to
a
n
y
one
but h
er
s
e
l
f
.

He
t
ea
s
e
d
h
e
r
with
his
f
in
g
e
r
s
a
t
h
e
r
pus
s
y
t
h
e
n
tu
r
n
e
d
the butt
erf
l
y
b
ac
k on
f
o
r
a
f
e
w s
ec
onds b
e
f
o
r
e
tu
r
ni
n
g it b
ac
k o
f
f
a
g
a
in.

“
W
ho do
y
ou b
e
lo
n
g
to
?
”

Ag
a
in
she
r
e
f
us
e
d
to
a
n
s
w
e
r him.
H
e
r
h
e
a
r
t
pou
n
d
e
d
in
h
e
r th
r
o
a
t
a
s
he on
c
e
a
g
a
in
t
ea
s
e
d
h
e
r with
the butt
erf
l
y
.
N
ee
d
bu
r
n
e
d
hot
inside h
er
.
Ev
e
r
y
n
e
w
tou
c
h
f
e
d
the
f
i
re
.
His
c
o
c
k
t
e
a
s
e
d
a
t
h
e
r
c
unt
now,
a
nd still he
h
e
ld b
ac
k.
W
a
nting
h
e
r
to s
a
y
the
wo
r
ds.

“
T
e
ll me
y
ou b
e
lo
n
g
to
m
e
,
Pe
y
ton
a
nd
I
’
ll l
e
t
y
o
u
c
om
e
.”

T
ear
s
g
a
t
h
ere
d
a
t
the
c
o
r
n
er
s
of h
e
r
e
y
e
s
a
s
the n
ee
d
f
i
n
a
l
l
y ov
er
wh
e
lm
e
d
h
er
.

“
You,”
she
cr
i
e
d.
“
I
b
e
l
o
ng
to
y
ou.”

He sl
a
mm
e
d
into
h
e
r
a
t
the s
a
me time th
a
t
h
e tu
r
n
e
d
on
the butt
erf
l
y
.
God,
she
w
a
s
f
ull.
He
sl
a
pp
e
d
h
e
r
a
ss
on
c
e
on
eac
h
side
a
s he
pound
e
d
his
c
o
c
k
in
s
ide
h
er
.
The
butt
erf
l
y
h
a
d
h
e
r
c
lit
r
ea
d
y to
e
x
plod
e
,
but
it
w
a
s
a
s
if
a
ll
th
a
t
time
st
a
nding
o
n
the
p
r
e
c
ipi
c
e
h
ad fr
o
z
e
n h
er
.
S
he
c
o
uldn
’
t
c
om
e
.

Pe
y
ton
m
e
t
his
th
r
ust
with
a
b
ac
k
w
ar
d
th
r
ust
of
h
e
r
own.
T
h
e sound of
his b
a
lls sl
a
ppi
n
g
h
e
r
pus
s
y
a
dd
e
d
to h
e
r
n
ee
d.
I
t
w
a
sn
’
t until he
r
e
ac
h
e
d
ar
ound
a
nd
re
mov
e
d the
nipple
c
l
a
mps th
a
t she
f
l
e
w.
B
r
i
g
ht
li
g
hts
e
x
plod
e
d
b
e
hind
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
a
s
she
c
a
me
so
h
ar
d
she
lo
st
h
e
r b
r
ea
th
in
h
e
r s
c
r
e
a
m.
S
he w
a
sn
’
t
e
v
e
n
a
w
a
r
e
wh
e
n
or
i
f he
ca
m
e
. All
she kn
e
w
w
a
s
s
h
e
c
ouldn
’
t
think,
c
ouldn
’
t
b
rea
t
h
e
.
The
b
r
i
g
ht li
g
hts tu
r
n
e
d to d
ar
k
n
e
ss.