eh?'
She felt almost hypnotized as he drew her to her feet, his strong hands on her wrists, pulling her to him as he also stood up. That long thick manly shaft was being sandwiched between his naked hairy stomach and her pretty dress. He put his mouth to hers, during the long kiss that followed he had his tongue insinuated well into her mouth. She wanted to resist, to make it not quite so easy for him, but her will power had gone, it seemingly had disappeared into that empty spirit glass. Before her lips were released from his mouth, she was returning the tonguing and rubbing her tongue-tip along the edges of his thick wet gums and at the back of his teeth.
His hands were gripping her asscheeks through her clothing, and the way he was pulling her against his naked, hard cock and slowly worming his body from side to side was making her experience thrills she knew she should never allow an elderly man, and an Oriental at that, to get her to enjoy… and yet she was getting pleasure from his kissing and his touching… a lot of pleasure.
When he was sure he had excited her enough, he drew her down into the very large soft square-shaped divan that stood in the corner of his luxurious apartment. She lay still, breathing heavily alongside him as his hands commenced a thorough exploration of her lovely body. When he broke off from the kissing or the caressing of her face with his lips to speak, it was with words of encouragement to her about what a lucky girl she would be if he decided to let her join the small select company he was forming, of how much money she would be able to earn, of how much better off she would be than with her present salary… what an interesting wonderful life it would be… and while he spoke and petted her, Julie became more dreamy and light-headed, more easy to handle, more eager and happy to do anything to please this strange little Oriental who in some way was developing such power over her. It was during a long-drawn-out kiss that she felt him finally place his right palm flat on her belly. His long scraggy fingers began to knead her dress, causing the material to ride upwards. His fingers increased the pressure, the dress hem rose higher and higher towards forming a crumpled ball at her waist.
She saw him looking down at the stretch of white flesh that now became exposed above the tops of her nylon hose, and suddenly he eased himself across her, straddled over her thighs and lay forward so that his balls and prick lay at the junction where her lemon-colored nylon panties covered her girlish bush. With his fingers he maneuvered the long thick shaft of his cock-flesh so that it lay flat and lengthwise up from her Vee to her belly. She looked down at her loins, his thick cock looked like a snake resting on top of her panties, the dull yellowy flesh of the Oriental prick making a strange shading contrast with the bright lemon hue of the silky panties.
The licentious Tse Ling was lying in this style for a purpose. He wanted his young aspiring actress to see and realize to what depth his cock would be able to pierce up into her cunt-hole if it was given the chance. He saw from her expression she was certainly understanding, and trying to imagine what it would be like to have that dong of his thrust up into her. She had no idea before that a penis could be so long, or that it would be capable of entering a woman to the extent that this long thick dick would delve into her. Tse Ling lay heavily on her body, getting his mouth again glued to her far from unwilling lips. He pressed hard at the front of her soft body, he knew it would be only seconds before he felt some sort of cunt-response from the young lady.
In a very short time, Julie was falling to the temptation of that urge from within herself, she was trying to push her loins against him, trying to writhe her thighs against his thighs, trying to get pleasure by pushing her belly to and fro against that hard long dick that was like a bar of iron sandwiched between their legs.
When he rolled off her to one side, she saw his expression had changed.
Instead of a benign sort of kindly sympathetic expression, his face was set into a grim smile or rather a leer. He flipped her crumpled dress higher above her waist, his eyes seemed to be peering deeply into her own slightly peering, slightly glazed eyes, as his hands groped between her thighs. For a moment or so, his hot hands caressed the smooth naked flesh above her nylon-tops, and then his hands moved to the equally bare flesh of her belly immediately above the tight elastic waist band of her panties. When, after another brief fondling of her belly, he started to unbutton the front of her dress bodice, his eyes were still staring into hers, as if daring her to blink an eyelid or even dare to think of resisting his eager hands.
For the first time she realized that another person was in the room.
Silently and unseen, the little manservant who had let her into the apartment had come into the room, and now he was bending over her from above her head, helping his Master to take her dress right off over her head and away from her. It was the little hand of the manservant that gripped her hands and made her grope down to the heavy testicles and prick of his master. Not that she needed a lot of persuasion. She was like soft putty in their evil hands, and the heated emotion of humplust within her young body was making her a willing and eager plaything for Tse Ling.
She thrilled and adored the sensation she experienced as she held that huge, throbbing prick in her fingers, and drew the foreskin down in the way the manservant was showing her. Tse Ling had his hands under her knees, he was lifting them, making her raise her knees and at the same time he levered her legs well apart… what a delicious fuck-provoking sight the pretty nineteen-year-old girl made… the shapely legs sheathed in the smoky nylons, the sheer whiteness of her thighs above the darker reinforced nylon tops, the pale lemon slither of nylon that covered her sweet cunny and the dark navy girdle from which stretched the narrow suspender straps that kept her stockings so perfectly in place and taut. Above the top edge of the girdle where it nipped in at her white belly skin her small but perfectly oval-shaped tits were just being exposed as the manservant carefully unhooked her bra and removed it from her knockers. Tse Ling was pleased to see that although her nipples were certainly not fully aroused, they were dark crimson in color instead of the pale pink they usually were… this was the sign that she was ready for a man.
The Chinaman knelt close to her allowing her to retain her clasping fingers on his prick and balls, while his manservant busied himself getting the girl's garters unfastened and the nylons rolled down to her trim ankles. He instructed his man to leave the girdle on, as he liked the contrast of the navy elastic tight-fitting girdle against her pure silky white flesh.
He also derived terrific pleasure from watching the young girl tremble with anticipation as she fondled his ever-growing cock and felt the hands of the manservant at the waist band of her panties… She knew what she was going to get when her panties were taken from their protecting and covering action on her sweetly hot and moist horny cunt.
As soon as her panties were with her other discarded garments on the floor beside the divan, she lay with knees raised and thighs well open as both the Orientals gazed at the soft wispy 'beard' of dark bush-hair at her cunt. The sex-lust-inducing drug had done its work well. Her soft wet pinkish cuntlips were agape. They throbbed and appeared to be opening and closing in silent begging for the intrusion of a hefty prick. The old Oriental slid his silken robe from his shoulders. He and his man-servant knew what this lovely young girl wanted now at this moment above everything else. He saw her writhing and softly moaning as the manservant continued to caress her long shapely legs and when his long talon-like fingers combed through her bush-hair, she almost went insane with the frantic efforts of lifting her belly to his hands and rotating her pelvis and thrusting her loins from side to side, as if already she had the hot cock up inside her cunt.
Tse Ling stood close to the divan stroking his prick, which had visibly grown erect even during the last few moments. He watched the white girl writhing under the clever, if wicked, fingering of his lecherous manservant. He knew the little man could use his fingertips in the most fiendish way on a girl's pratt so as to get them as much aroused as was humanly possible. Her cunt mucous was so plentiful that it slopped over her puffed cuntlips and covered the little man's fingers down to his knuckles.
The elderly Tse Ling now stooped over the writhing figure, he got his face to her belly and then moved it lower to her cunt. The fingers of his man-servant held her cuntlips apart, so that Tse Ling could detect at once with his tongue her swollen and aching clitoris. The thrill he experienced while 'milking' her clitty with his lips caused his dick to throb almost to the point of orgasm, his balls were as heavy as lead, full of hot-cock-juice for this horny white girl's belly. The scheming Orientals knew they had the nineteen year old white girl to the stage where she would have died rather than not have the satisfaction of a man. She was a mare who needed a stallion to live… a bitch who had to have a mating… then she was screaming… at first with the startled pain, then with the realization that she was getting the hot cock she craved. Tse Ling was on top of her… he was riding her… it was that massive fleshy prick in her cunt… her inexperienced but fully aroused cunt-hole was being filled with the hot throbby flesh of her 'stallion'… she was having her mating.
The extremely experienced whoremaster, Tse Ling delved his thick dong of pleasure into the young victim from as many angles as the compass has points. The room filled with the panting cries of ecstasy, the agonizing sweet cries of pain, mingled with lustful pleasure, as the girl was given as through a fucking as she would ever be
