Unknown - The willing Usherette

Betsy was embarrassed, but she nodded as she rolled her hips again. The finger burrowed deeper inside of her and it felt so nice that she almost had a tiny climax! "Is he the only one? Has anyone else ever fucked you, honey? Have you let some other stud shove it to you yet?"

"Huuuuuh! Noooooo," Betsy gushed as he wiggled his finger back and forth over her stiff little love bud. "Noooooo, it scared me, I… I didn't want to let anyone do it to me again."

The second that she answered him Betsy felt Mr. Baker's prick jump and butt hard against her bottom. The pretty child moaned with pleased anticipation and reached between her open legs so that she could cup the fat outline of his heavy balls.

"You're not afraid now, I can tell that you're ready again," Mr. Baker's voice was so soft and low that it sounded like he was humming to her. Betsy couldn't answer him, she couldn't make a sound.

"I'm glad that no one else has been in you, baby," the man whispered as he lifted Betsy and put her on her feet. They worked together and in seconds she was naked except for her shoes. "I wish that I had known about you because I would have been the first!"

The naked, little girl shivered as she watched Mr. Baker strip. She darted a nervous glance at Mr. Simpson and Kathy but she needn't have worried. The two on the couch were already half naked and Kathy lay back while Newton was busy sucking and pulling on her stiff nipples.

Betsy swayed on her feet and for the first time realized that she was almost drunk. The pretty little brunette giggled and shook her head, letting her long dark hair dance and swing around her head.

All that Mr. Baker was wearing was his shorts. Before he could pull them down, Betsy moved to him and hooked her own small fingers in the waist band of his straining shorts.

It was funny. Betsy knew that the whole situation was weird but in spite of that, she felt at home and natural. Every time that the little girl looked up into the handsome man's face she was reminded of her father and the idea of standing naked before her daddy, pulling down his shorts excited her. Betsy couldn't bring herself to look at Mr. Baker's hard-on until she'd managed to jerk his tight shorts down to his knees. Then, her knees shaking, Betsy looked and the sight of his thick, hairy column set off a small skyburst rocket in her belly and made the delicate muscles in her tight love sheath strain and clamp down!!

Remembering what she'd seen in the movie, the pretty little girl used both hands to grip the sighing man's throbbing cock. Betsy hesitated for a second, enjoying the feel of the big fleshy spear as it throbbed against her palms, then she began to move her hands up and down.

"Ummmmm, that's good," Mr. Baker sighed as he leaned against the desk and watched the naked child jack him off. "You have a talent for this, you're a natural!" He patted her head and used his fingers to pull Betsy's long hair back from her face. His other hand drifted down from her shoulders and was gently squeezing and stroking the firm buds of her little breasts. Betsy shivered and pressed closer to him. She loved the feel of his hands, especially when she pretended that they were Daddy's.

"Lick it, honey," Mr. Baker sighed. "Get my cock all wet and slippery so that I can slip it in you. Lick it all over." She'd only been waiting for the invitation. Betsy took a deep breath and bent her head.

"Ooooooggghhhh, that's nice," the gray-haired man sighed. "That's good as it can get!" He had turned and was shoving the things on the top of Newt's desk aside. Betsy shivered happily as she worked the dripping blade of her tongue up and down his thick cock. She liked the taste and feel of it and the idea that she was wetting it so that it could crawl into her belly made her love Mr. Baker's cock all the more.

She'd worked her way to the tip and after licking and slobbering around the underside, the naked little girl popped the bloated tip of the older man's big dong into her mouth and began to suck on it. Without taking her ovaled lips away from the penis, Betsy turned her head slightly and peeked behind her. Kathy was on her knees before the couch and she was sucking on Newton Simpson's big prick too. It made the little twelve-year-old feel grown up and important to be able to please men like this and it eased her mind when she realized that Kathy did the same things as she did.

"Ummmmm that's good, honey," Mr. Baker finally sighed as he pushed Betsy's bobbing head away from his big slab of meat. "Now, come up here and show me what he taught you."

Betsy was trembling with fear, but she didn't resist. She allowed the naked man to lift her and sit her on the edge of the desk. Looking down at his throbbing cock, the pretty little girl felt like crying. She was still afraid and the thought of taking that big thing inside of her was suddenly almost more than she could bear!

"You'll hurt me," Betsy whimpered as Mr. Baker moved between her naked thighs. The man ignored her as he pulled her bottom close to the edge of the desk and began to press her backward, forcing the moaning little girl to lay flat on her back. "Please, let me suck it some more! I'm afraid, you'll tear me and hurt me!!"

"Shhhhh, don't worry," Harold Baker sighed and soothed Betsy. The man ran his hands up and down over her naked body, lightly caressing and pinching her velvet smooth flesh. "I won't hurt you. We'll go slow. You'll love it, believe me."

It was terrible. Betsy was still afraid, but each time that he touched her, each time that he let his wandering fingers press and dip into her secret places, that fire in her belly grew stronger. Soon it would be too strong to ignore!

"Watch me, honey," Mr. Baker whispered. "Watch me, lover."

Betsy's wide eyes were brimming with tears as she meekly did as she was told and lifted her head so that she could see. Mr. Baker held his big prick in his hand and was slowly, gently rubbing the purple knob of the glans against the parted lips of her little cunt.

The naked little girl gasped and stiffened on the desk top. The firm pads of her ass clenched together and lifted her moist chink. Again and then again the man rubbed the pulpy head of his prick between the folds could see as well as feel the glans kissing her distended little clitoris and sighed happily as waves of pleasure eddied and shifted in her.

"Spread your legs, honey," the man panted as he pressed forward. "Lift them and spread them for me."

Betsy moaned as she did. The lovely little girl gripped the hollows behind her knees and pulled her slim thighs all the way back to her shoulders. She could still see what Mr. Baker was doing to her and when he lowered the head of his lance and fitted it in the oozing mouth of her vagina the naked little girl whimpered and began to roll her hips in a feeble effort to escape penetration.

"Be still," Harold sighed. "Don't worry, honey, I won't hurt you." He used one hand to guide his bloated, saliva slick cock, and with the other hand he pressed down against her tummy, pinning Betsy to the desk top while he slowly thrust the first two inches of his big thing into her.

"Unnngggghhhh…" Betsy whimpered helplessly when she felt her tight vagina being stretched and opened. Nothing had been inside of her since that first time and this was almost as bad as it was then! "Ooooggghhhh you're hurting me… awwwwwgggghhhh, please, Mr. Baker you are hurting me!!"

Harold Baker snorted and shook his head. His eyes were closed and he didn't hear her. Betsy shivered and strained to pull her slender legs farther apart. It helped. Stretching her thighs seemed to make more room for his big prick that way.

"Ahhhhhh, God but you're tight," the man finally gasped.

Betsy moaned in answer. Looking down she could see more than half of his bloated stalk buried in her belly and the sight of it frightened her and thrilled her all at the same time.