Frank trains her

"OhfuckOhfuckOhfuckOhFuck!" Olivia squealed as she surrendered to the orgasmic convulsions that gripped her, stamping her feet on the couch as Frank used the remote to drive her insane.

"SoGoodSoFuckinGoodOhmygod!" she screamed, thrashing and bucking on the couch, staring down at the sodden folds of he flowering cunt. Her eyes were wanton and feral, barely human. Obviously the combination of the drugged lemonade, her natural sluttiness, the porn she'd been watching and the vibe in her hot young cunt were taking her to places she'd never been. Frank's cock was rigid at the sight of her, and he quickly stripped his clothes off as he continued to toy with the remote.

"Let's see how high this thing can go," he growled, turning the vibration intensity to it's highest level.

If she'd been crazy before, she was insane now. She arched her back, shuddering and screaming with orgasm after orgasm, her hands clawing and clutching at the couch, her mouth wet with saliva. He kept her there, driving her mad, until he finally showed mercy and turned the intensity back down.

She lay quivering, her skin sheened with sweat, gasping as she looked up at him.

"Thank you...Mr. Castillo...thank you...so much...." she panted.

"Oh, you haven't even begun to thank me," he growled, as he lay down, and pulled her towards him, guiding her mouth towards his rampant cock.

"Oh...yes...gimmee…" she whimpered, gobbling him up and stroking his shaft, looking up at him with hungry eyes.

"Lets see how good you are at concentrating," Frank chuckled, turning up the intensity of the vibe as the teen sucked him. She shuddered, taking him deeper, her eyes rolling back in her head, her rump raised and wriggling.

"Attagirl, swallow it! Choke on it you little slut! Show me what you can do!"