"Well, what are you waiting for, you little slut? Get... get over here and... and..."
Tish gasped, a stab of heat between her legs nearly bringing her right down to her knees even as her shyness and nervousness stabbed an equally cold blade for her heart. Did... did he really... was he going to *do* her? But... she didn't know what to do! Did he want her to... to take him in her mouth? Was she supposed to actually suck on it? What if he wanted to... to put it in her? Was she... Her thighs were slippery as she bit her lip and moved her legs nervously against each other. Oh, she was wet enough... she had to be. She couldn't possibly imagine needing to be wetter than this... but what if he wanted to... wanted to do her in the... in the other hole? How did... how would she... Cassidy had said it *hurt*, but Ulla said she loved it... and Mandy had just smiled.
Maybe she was going to find out!
Tish took a hesitant step towards Brandon, much too caught up in her own excitement to note the way his voice and confidence had broken pretty much totally at the word 'slut' and faltered even more with every word since... or the near rage that finally caught as she hesitated before coming towards him, sure that she was mocking him or trying to run... or the fear that she had heard what he had been muttering as he watched and plotted and planned...
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