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All Tom could do was feed into her ego, to nourish it and pretend it wasn’t a strange, new world to him – at first, anyway.
Eventually her attitude and ego grew to be very endearing to him, and her confidence and willingness to show off – especially in bed – pleased him to no end.
Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.
Nonetheless, his eyes drifted up and down her small, slender frame hungrily, spending several seconds studying her puffy little pussy mound between her thighs, bulging against her lace boyshorts.
He had never seen her wear such a color before, as she seemed to always prefer the more modest look in the past. “I won’t lie, baby, it makes me want to fuck that slutty little teenage mouth of yours” Tom was getting worked up just staring at her pale, nubile body.
Maisie let it drop to the floor without resistance, and her firm, perky young tits didn’t move an inch.
She shyly lifted her shoulders, looking down and blushing as her perfect, identical globes of breast meat pushed together.
Now he was naked from the waist down and Maisie could not take her eyes off of his big dick, enraptured by it, her one hand still working feverishly at her young, dripping snatch as the other wrapped itself around the base of his throbbing slab of cockmeat.
Tom let out a guttural moan, as if some pressure valve in his brain was being loosened.