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“Angel, I told you before, you don’t ever have to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable.” Alison nods silently. “OK then, but you still have to pay for teasing me, right.” She nods again, this time with a hint of a self-satisfied smile. “Well good then, let’s get a good look that nightie.” With a blush, Alison raises her hands and does a slow pirouette letting me see her mouth-watering body from every angle.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy your sweet young body!” Alison nods again, more nervous than ever as she sees the way my hungry eyes devour her in that tiny scrap of lacy silk. “Trust me Honey, you’re going to enjoy it too.” Her eyes lower and I use my finger under her chin to lift her face until I see the excitement in her eyes, “Do good girls dress like whores and tease poor old men like me?”

“No, Sir.”

“I see.” I smile gently and kiss her trembling lips. “And do good girls show off their pretty little titties?”

“Like this, Mr. P?” Alison slip one arm free of the thing strap and lets the silk slide off her perfect breast. “I’m not sure a good girl would tease you like this.”

“I’m starting to think you’re not such a good girl after all.” Her mouth opens and closes, but no words come out and I pat the bed beside me inviting her to join me. Alison sits as primly as always with her legs pressed neatly together and off slightly to the side. Her back is straight lifting her breasts, and I can see her swallow nervously as she smiles at me.

“Are you ready to pay for your teasing, Angel?” I rest my hand on her bare thigh and squeeze the flesh possessively. “Because I intend to do things to you that would make even the sluttiest of whores blush.” She gasps softly and I can see her ear turn pink but she doesn’t try to pull away.

“Jesus forgive me, but you’re right.” She whimpers softly, “I’m not the good girl people think I am, a sinner and a harlot.”

“Good,” I growl as I pull the lingerie the rest of the way off her leaving her naked and beautiful, “because I don’t want a good girl.” Her eyes widen and her hands instinctively wrapround her breasts as I pull off my shirt in a single motion. “Now lie down on the bed.” I don't know if Alison was trying to look sexy, or if it was just the fact that it had been far too long, but the sight of her looking back at me as she waits for me to join her makes me want her more than ever.

“I was going to take my time and be sure you were good and ready,” I warn her, “but you’ve got me too fucking horny for that.” I see her staring at my cock when I strip out of my khakis and underwear in one quick motion. I’m pretty much an average sized guy, so I doubt I’m scaring her too much. “Don't hold back, Angel, I want to hear you gasp and cry out in pleasure as my cock embeds itself into your tight little cunt, and more than anything I want to hear you cry out as the moment of climax.”

“Mr. P, I told you I can’t.” I brush aside her doubts.

“You will, Alison, I promise” I whisper fiercely as I climb behind her, “either as I am rocking inside you, or at the very least, I’ll take care of you as soon as I’m done.” I can see Alison’s eyes widen in understanding. I tuck a lock of her fine hair behind her ear and cup her cheek, tilting her head up so I can see the look in her eyes as I let her know just what I intend to do. “I’m going to fuck you now and I’m going to fuck you hard; I need you to let me know if I’m being too rough, OK?.”

“Do it, Mr. P.” She moans weakly, “please, I need you to fuck me!” I put my full weight on her back pressing her face down onto the sheets and grind my hips onto her hot ass. I’ve always preferred to take a woman from behind like this, I like to be able to use my hands freely on their tits and pussy and the feeling of a woman’s buttocks cushioning my thrusts only adds to the pleasure. Alison however has apparently never even considered this position as an option because she lets out a pained groan of confusion and frustration.

“Please, Mr. P. no more foreplay, I need you inside me.” She tries to roll back to face me, but I hold her firmly in place and reach under her to push the head of my cock into her pussy. “Ohh!” Her gasp of surprise confirms that she didn't even realize this position was an option. This is going to be so good! With a hard thrust I bury myself into her. “OOgghhh!” Her involuntary cry of surprise and wonder is as erotic as the way her teenaged pussy clamps hard around my cock.

The thumping of the bed isn't nearly as annoying when I'm the one making it rock, and it does get quite loud because I am not gentle with this beautiful young woman. I am pleasantly surprised to discover that even when I grip her hair and grab her firm tits, Alison's reaction is one of excitement. As for her fear of freezing up, when I reach between her belly and the sheets to finger her clit even as my cock pounds in and out she thrashes and moans like a pornstar.

“That’s right you little tease, this is what you get for playing games!” I grunt as I feel my balls twitching in anticipation. “Are you going to cum for me?”

“YES!” Alison’s voice rises to a scream so loud I wonder if her father might hear it all the way in Tennessee. “Please Mr. P, I need to, oh … oh … oh my goodness-” I do my best to time it right, but she is so ready that I almost miss the signs as her body starts to twitch.

“Cum Alison!” I order, pushing as deeply as I can into her. “Cum for me now, you can do it!” And right then I feel the hot juices flooding the tight teenaged cunt that squeezes me like a vice, and she cries out in wonder. This is all too much for me and I send jet after jet of my hot cum into her as she jerks under my body.