1. Majestic IV


    Date: 9/11/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Extreme, Hardcore, Young, Author: Me4Lgs, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    to go to see those dirty movies, but I can't stop it!" The big man's lips moved again but no sound came out. His eyes had dropped away from hers and Betsy was sure that she could feel them crawling over her exposed legs and the rest of her tender body. "I wasn't trying to... I mean it was a mistake... I don't do things like that all the time. I was just..." There was no way for her to finish her sentence. Betsy couldn't think of the words to explain what he'd seen, much less the way that she'd reacted when he touched her in the dark like that. "What...what are you going to do to me?" For the first time the man smiled and at the same time he reached out and put an arm around Betsy's shaking shoulders. "I should kill you," the man whispered in her ear. "But I won't! I'm weak and I want to... touch you and... do things." His voice had softened and so had his expression and, for the first time since he'd grabbed her in the alley, Betsy began to relax and catch a hold of the fear that was raging and ringing inside of her. 'I... You didn't have to be so rough," the litlle girl whispered, doing her best to soothe the big man. "I might have... come with you if you'd asked me, nice." Betsy saw the doubt in the big man's eyes and she hurried on. "What's your name? I'd really like to know." The hulking man smiled at her, then nodded his head as he patted her on the knee. "My name is Rufus, Rufus Bailey...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you but when I meet a pretty girl like you, one ...
    who... does things, I get all confused and..." He couldn't finish either, the big man shrugged helplessly and smiled at Betsy again. The slim little girl returned the smile. She wasn't relaxed or calm yet but her panic had died and the wild, unreasoning fear that she'd experienced was fading rapidly. The pretty little girl boldly looked the big man up and down and what she saw was exciting, in a scary sort of way. Rufus was big, but he wasn't fat. Each time that he moved, Betsy could see his large, bulky muscles move and flex under his thin shirt and wash softened jeans. He worked and, from the looks of his muscles and the deep tan that he wore, the little girl guessed that he worked outside. She wasn't sure why she did it but there was something about the lost, confused way that Rufus talked that appealed to Betsy. Boldly she reached out and pressed her small hand against his bulging bicep. "I know how you feel," the pretty little girl whispered. "Sometimes I get all confused about... things like that too." She hadn't meant to do it, but as she whispered to the big man Betsy's eyes had dropped from his face, to the fly of his jeans. When she saw his prick stir and jump under the near white denim, a lovely, hot tingling sensation flamed back to life between her slender thighs! "I... wouldn't have hurt you..." Rufus Bailey mumbled. He had his large head down and Betsy couldn't see his face. But somehow the little girl knew instinctively that he would have if she'd fought him. ...
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