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John Price is a hard working and devoted father, who does everything in his power to ensure that his family was safe… or at least he used to be, before the divorce. But being cast aside so easily by the woman who took a vow… it broke him. He was no longer the moral, upstanding man of the past, he was a depraved, mangled man…
Lilah is a very nice young girl, who kept good grades and was kind to everyone. She was a devoted Christian and always obeyed god and her parents. But ever since Lilah can remember, she’s wanted something that she’s sure she shouldn’t want… she can feel it building up inside of her, but she never dares to explore it… she’s seen things in movies, videos that boys at school used to show her. It looks so gross, but she can’t stop thinking about it, feeling that familiar tingle between her legs. Sex. It’s all anyone can talk about at school, but she’s been thinking about it since kindergarten. She’s always felt so dirty, and like everyone could see or smell it on her. That’s why she buried herself in her schoolwork, that’s why she’s so nice. She’s hoping that she can cover up the rot deep within.
You see, John just happened to be at the mall, same time as Lilah… Lilah, that name seemed familiar to him… hadn’t his son dated a girl named- “Mr. Price! So amazing to see you! How’s everything? I heard about the divorce, I’m so sorry”, she asks in that sickly sweet baby voice as she pouts with those lips that would look so good wrapped around his- “I’m doing just fine, love. It’s awful kind of you to ask. I suppose you’d know a bit about heartbreak, seeing as you and Michael split up” he said, with artificial compassion. John knew he momentary fling of two teenagers was nothing compared to 15 years of marriage… but he thought to humor the cute and very petite girl… so petite, he thought, that he could fold her in half and fuck all three of her holes without having to move much. But he was 50, and she was 16… it was abhorrent… but he couldn’t stop his cock from twitching at the thought of fucking that tight teen cunt- no, he’d be hung for it, surely. She was only a girl, same age as his son, Michael… but Michael doesn’t look up at men with falsely innocent “fuck me” eyes… Michael didn’t weigh 90 lbs soaking wet (if that), Michael wasn’t barely reaching his belt buckle… Michael didn’t have pretty brown skin, plump pink lips, cute developing perky tits, soft black hair… “Lilah, I’d be glad to give you a ride home if need be. I’d just have to stop at my job site to pick up some important files. Would that be alright with you, love?” Price asked, hoping that the girl would take the bait. He hasn’t fucked a good, needy cunt in 14 years… he needed this… He looked down at the naive girl in front of him, putting up that “friendly dad” facade. It worked. “Gee, thanks Mr. Price! You’re the best!” Mr. Price… God, that almost sent him over the edge, cumming in his pants. But he couldn’t waste it in his pants, he needed to plant it deep in her guts.
The two walk to his car, the girl’s ass jiggling in the way too short skirt that she was wearing. John holds the door open for her, with an artificial smile akin to a wolf in sheep’s clothing. He gets in and starts off. He steals glances down her slightly open button down top, ogling her budding tits. “So, since splitting with Michael, I’m sure that boys must fawn all over you, such a pretty little thing…” she looks up at him with those eyes, “They do, but I’m not really interested in all that. Boys are pretty grody at this age… all they want is sex, I want love. I want a big wedding, kids, maybe a dog or bunnies…” the girl’s voice trailed off. John wasn’t really listening. He was just staring at those plump glossy lips. She obviously wore that gloss to tease him. Why else would a girl wear such striking lipgloss?