So cute. I give him a smirk and turn to walk into the diner. I stayed still, trying to slow down my breathing and not panic. I don’t look back on purpose. I stayed still, trying to slow down my breathing and not panic. My eyes got wide and a fresh wave of panic hit me. It was my birthday weekend when it all changed. Don’t tell me you haven’t sucked a cock. “Here is how this is going to work, sweetie. I stayed perfectly still and nodded my head. You really are quite a treat sweetheart.” He said. Great, oh well, whatever. “Open up sweetheart.” He said in a soft voice. That was when I started crying that night. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else. How dare he? His cock felt like it was made of sandpaper as it ripped out of me.
