A facial and self reflection

Lilian wasn't sure how long she stayed sitting on the kitchen floor. By the time her breathing had returned to normal and the worst of her dizziness was gone, the layer of cum on her face had started to dry and harden.

Emotional turmoil still raged through her, as she replayed the memories over in her head. It was wrong her mind screamed, it left you hurt and scared. But it felt good her body reminded her, and you let it happen.

That last thought echoed through her mind. She hadn't even tried to stop the man, not even a word in protest. If his actions were wrong then what did that say about her, who let it happen?

If her father saw her now, covered in filth after letting a man **** her body, what would he think of her? Not five minutes into her first taste of freedom had she broken the most important rule he had drilled into her, don't talk to strangers.

"What's the matter missy?" Franklin asked, his large figure towering over her.

"I don't..... " She started, her voice devoid of emotion. "I'm just thinking"

"You don't look cute when you think girl. Even with your face marked with my cum." He extended out his meaty hand expectantly. Lilian hesitated to take it, averting her eyes away from the still naked man.

Franklin hauled the smaller girl to her feet, holding her tight against him as he's hands ran over her body.

"Oh don't be like that " He scolded her. "Dontcha go acting like you didn't enjoy that ass fuckkn I gave ya!"

She felt so weak and helpless as he handled her body like it was his toy. His dirty hands violated her personal space and she couldn't put up any resistance. She wanted to refute him, to tell him how awful he made her feel!

"I..... I don't think you should be touching me." Was all she managed to say, leaving even herself unconvinced by the words.

"Come now, you look smart." He said, tightening his grip on her. "You should know a guy like me can't resist taking a young slut like yourself."

He ran his fingers through her fresh cunt, feeling how wet she still was.

"If ya didn't want me touching your sweet body, why keep taunting me with it?" He brought his fingers up and **** them into her mouth. The taste of her own wetness mixing with the taste of his rough fingers.

"You can taste that sweetness can't ya? That's your body screaming it fir more of what I can give it."

One hand still **** into her mouth the other began circling around her clit, sending shivers through her body.

He was right about her. As much as her mind told her this was wrong, as much as it went against everything her father taught her, she couldn't help but feel so good as his hands ran over her.

Without any tenderness, he pushed a finger inside her. Feeling herself get filled by his thick fingers, she let out a deep moan muffled by his hands.

"Mmmmhhh that's all you need to change your tune ehh? Just one finger and you're already back to being a cock craving slut?" He pulled his hand out of her mouth, quickening his pace as he finger fucked her virgin pussy.

"I..MmHhh I don't..."

"You knew what you were doing, seducing a poor old man like me into fulfilling these disgusting desires of yours." His fingers dug tight into her flesh as his other hand pounding in and out of her.

"I'mmm SooOoorry." He voice shaked as she felt a rising heat take over her body, **** for more.

"That's right slut!" He stretched her with a second finger as he locked down her neck. "Apologise for making me fuck that tight ass of yours!"

"I'mm soorry" She huffed out short breaths between each word. "FoOor making you fffUck my ass!"

"Your tight ass!" He said, giving it a hard squeeze.

"F-for fucking m-my tight ass!" He legs were buckling under the intense pleasure he was giving her. Even though his large fingers were stretching out her tight hole, every thrust felt better than the last.

"Thank me for covering your slut face with my cum!"

"Ohh thank you! Thank you for gifting me with your cum all over my face!" She screamed out, feeling herself loose all self control as the pressure kept building.

Right as she felt herself on the edge of a crescendo, as she was about to cry out, he stopped.

"Wha? But-"

"Now now little miss slut. There's only one thing that can settle a whore like you." He picked her up, carrying her under his arm though the house.

Entering his bedroom, he threw her onto the bed and jumped on top of her. His thick cock brushing against her dripping pussy as he stared deep into her eyes.

"If you want me to fuck that wet pussy of yours, you'll have to beg." He grinned wide, watching her squirm beneath him.

"Convince this old make to take your precious virgin cunt."