Izzy went to work with Owen just like he suggested. They got Izzy the size of her clothes, and with how attentive and diligent Izzy was to her assigned work to do, she got the hang of doing things Owen does. They were also able to check the neighborhood for the people who were after Izzy. She spotted the same man she saw tailing her a few times before. As they worked, they got to spend more time together. In the truck, on their meals, breaks, and even while doing their jobs, the two got the chance to share jokes and small conversations until Izzy mentioned her dad being dead after being framed for having contrabands in his properties.
"What happened?" Asked Owen indifferently. He was too eager to hear more details as Izzy's story seemed to sound so familiar with a case he was working on. But he did not make himself appear so interested in the topic. "I believe my dad is innocent. It must have been his cousin Reynard Mayer behind all this. I just have to provide"You go ahead. I still have some things to do," Owen replied without giving Izzy a look when she asked if she could go to sleep after tidying things up in the kitchen."Alright," Izzy said with a yawn. "Good night then!"Izzy turned her back on Owen and started to walk towards the bedroom.Owen was still in a virtual meeting with his team on his laptop with an ear pod when Izzy came to say good night. He deliberately positioned himself facing the kitchen area to make sure he would see Izzy if she ever came close to Owen. He was not supposed to let the girl know what he was doing.Izzy went to the bedroom with nothing in her mind but to sleep. She was yawning non-stop before she arrived in the room, but after doing her before bed rituals, her sleepiness seemed to have taken a break. She was feeling uneasy."Damn it!" Izzy groaned.She needed to open her phone to check on something on it, but she had to be careful not to get into h
Izzy felt relieved when she saw Owen walking out of the room, knowing he won’t be back too soon. She quickly connected her wireless AirPods to enjoy the sounds of what she was feeling the dire need to do right now. She turned off the center light of the room and turned on the wall lamp. Then she secured her spot on the bed according to her comfortability.She was in a hurry to do what she was about to do.“I hope he would do as he said,” Izzy murmured while giving the closed door a glance. “I have to be quick!”Izzy turned on the search engine on the phone and typed in a website address.“Yes!” she exclaimed when she found what she was looking for.A porn website. She was feeling so horny.One of the crazy signs of her monthly Aunt Flow’s visit is approaching. And one of the reasons she indulged herself in breaking her seal of womanhood. But the biggest reason she did so was that she felt Debra
Owen finished his meeting with his team only after less than an hour, but as he told Izzy he would be in bed for more than an hour or two, he did not hurry his way back to bed. He checked all doors and windows were locked and decided to have a few shots of whiskey to numb himself to sleep. Had Izzy not asked to sleep in the same room as she was scared someone might cross the window from her room to Owen’s, Owen would rather sleep on the sofa because the other rooms did not have beds. He was temporarily living in this house. There was no need to fill every room with a bed, so Owen did not bother. His work assignment might send him to another place anytime. Some of his things aren’t even unpacked yet. He can leave anytime his superiors would give the order.But his couch is big and comfortable enough to sleep on. But considering the girl’s request, Owen was thinking of heading back to his bedroom half an hour later. So he poured a glass of whiskey, turned
The drunken mind Owen won over his rational and decent mind. He was only able to hold himself back from touching the youthful redhead, a tiny teenage girl in his bed, but he could no longer hold his hands not to touch himself while gazing at the sleeping beauty.“Ugh…” he groaned in pleasure as his rounded palm wrapped his cockhead, caressing it softly.He still had the airpod in his left ear so he could hear the moans and sounds of pleasure made by the couple on the video, but his dirty mind was playing a different image.“Ffffuck…” Owen grunted as his hand rub started to tighten. The sounds he could hear over the airpod were sending him over the moon with extreme lust that his shaft was so hard, even to his own sense of touch. His eyes closed in euphoria.“Make me cum, please, please,” Owen heard the girl in the video pleading in a raspy voice.Having his eyes closed heightened
"Are you sure about this?" Owen asked with obvious hesitations."I guess you only have to worry about one thing…" Izzy pouted as she started to touch her body. One hand on her crotch, just cupping her pussy, while the other hand slipped inside Owen's shirt she was wearing and gently squeezed her perfectly perky, rounded breasts. Owen could not see her hands directly, but he could tell even under the cloth of the shirt she was wearing that Izzy was caressing her chest mounds, one after the other."What?" Owen asked as she seemed to have stopped talking. His gaze went up to her face. He was surprised to see her staring keenly, watching his every move in front of her. But her hands continued doing what they were doing."Your mission is to satisfy me because I am pretty sure that would be the only reason I will sue you by saying you raped me," Izzy stated sternly. "The last time I had sex was a frustrating fuck, but I did not mind because I got my goal
Owen guzzled on the sweet delicacy before his face.“Oh, tell me this isn’t a dream,” Owen mumbled in between his licks.Izzy has a bald pussy. She has a regular waxing schedule to remove her unwanted hair growth from her face, armpits, legs, and genitals. Unknown to Debra, Izzy has her own money from the savings she had had when her dad was still alive. She also sold some of her valuables to have money of her own, but she was sensible enough not to buy unnecessary things, so Debra may not have noticed if she had money or not. She just kept a pink razor in her bathroom for Debra to think that she was shaving on her own because waxing is considered a luxury for her age, and with her current situation, living with someone who is considered as a stranger to Izzy.“Ahhh, that feels so good…” Izzy moaned, gasping for air as she breathed. “I hope this isn’t a dream either,” she replied.What she said ig
"Izzy, can I?" Owen asked pleadingly.He was already too hard and excited to the brink that his cock ached to be wrapped around her pussy walls. He still had his pants and boxers on. He did not want to take them off and let Izzy see his big cock-turned monstrous. Owen felt like he was at the highest limit of his lust and sexual desires."Shouldn't I return the pleasure first?" Izzy asked weakly. She was still catching her breath from the intense orgasm Owen had made her experience."We can do it later if you still want to," Owen replied as he slid his cock out of its confinement. He held it midway and rubbed his cock head on Izzy's pussy lips."Ohhhh…. Fuuuuuuck!" Izzy moaned. Her body was lightly jerking at the sweet tingles she was feeling with Owen's every rub and touch."You're so wet," Owen groaned, rubbing his cock to collect the juices in her pussy to lubricate his shaft before introducing his pleasure tool to Izzy's tig
It must have been due to Owen being too aroused when he saw Izzy as soon as he got into the room that made him flap his shaft with his palm while imagining it was Izzy giving him a fellatio and hand rub that it did not take long before he felt his balls tightened—threatening him to explode his thick fluids of completion very soon. And so he pulled his cock out of her pussy and let his seeds spurt above Izzy’s body, landing on her tits and tummy.“Ahhhhh!! Fuck! Uggggh!” Owen groaned as he spilled his cum.It had always been a wonder how amazing it felt for Owen to have his orgasm. Maybe it is the same with every man, but he could not deny that his experience with Izzy was the best of all he has ever had. Perhaps it has something to do with her youthful body. She is a teenager, after all. A young, almost like a budding flower at her age, and yet a man in his early thirties like Owen was able to bang her.Owen’s satisfaction was beyon