felt nothing but pain.
- Well, when I deprive you of virginity this time you will have much more time.
- What, aah, mmmm, you say? I'm not a virgin! Oh, oh, come on! Introduce it finally!
“Virgin,” he smiled. Not really you think that for me it is difficult to do after I increased your chest.
- ABOUT! This is so ... so unusual! Mmmm ... ah ... yes! Come on, take me ... make me an adult girl!

Alan squeezed the head into a narrow vagina and drowned it all the way to the septum.

- Lord! If I didn’t know that you can, I would be crazy now, probably! Come on dear her!

He sharply pushed backwards and Chloe screamed in pain as she threw up her legs.

Without stopping the boy began to move his hips powerfully. Chloe's slender, slender body turned pink and began to actively respond to his movements. Soon the girl was already gasping and moaning, curving under him, she curved herself with an arc practically becoming a bridge, then sprawled limply, then threw up her legs clasping his waist and frantically pressed against the boy's groin. When Chloe finished her vagina sighed loudly, plentifully irrigating Alan's pubis with thick juice.

- God! Oh god Stronger! Deeper! Fuck Fuck More more! Deeper! Oh yeah! Stronger! Cumming! Oh yeah!

He moved like a machine gun, pushing a member into the girl's red-hot inside, as if hammering piles with a sledgehammer. She screamed and fought under him, cried and scratched his back. The first orgasm almost immediately spilled over into the next. Chloe was already yelling, constantly demanding that he do it faster and deeper. When the boy finished she experienced a third orgasm and wept with pleasure. Both were drenched in sweat, while Chloe’s flexible body turned red so that it seemed to burn in the sun. Alan collapsed on the bed exhausted. The girl threw her legs in a businesslike manner and purred something, scratching his chest with short nails.

“It was ...” she paused. No, I can not describe in words!

He turned to her and began to play with a “new” rather large, but very strong chest. The girl groaned languidly.

- Great job! - Alan praised himself, enjoying the elegant shape and weight of the pointed hemispheres.
“What are you doing to me darling,” Chloe moaned blissfully, arching like a cat.

****

- I do not know where to start. I have not come across anything like this yet.
- Try to tell everything from the very beginning. I have been working as a staff psychologist for 4 years already and during this time you first came to me and received me. It looks like you really have some serious problems once you ventured on such a step.
“I feel like an idiot,” he looked down, not daring to look at her face.
- Stop it. It's not like that at all. Everyone comes here with some problems. To many, they seem insignificant or shameful. However, most often it turns out to be much more serious than the patient himself thinks at the beginning.
- Maybe I will feel more comfortable if I talk to a man? Mr. Calder, is it in your office?
- Listen. Gender does not matter. This is my job. Listen ... understand ... draw conclusions ... help.
She smiled broadly, waiting for an embarrassed grimace from him. He exhaled noisily, gathering his strength.
- Is something wrong at home? She asked, pushing him, helping him start. Family problems. Between your parents or between you and your parents?
“No, nothing like that,” he answered hastily.
“But I see that something is definitely bothering you.”

He leaned back in his comfortable chair. The idea to come here did not seem to him as good as an hour ago. He stood in front of the door of the school psychologists office, not daring to go inside when Mrs. Hall approached him. She looked at him curiously and silently opened the door to her office, letting her in.

“My girlfriend is sleeping with another guy,” he said, deciding.
- Oh, Chad, this is terrible. Have you broken up?

He said nothing.

- Everything is good. Hey, you're a school hero. You led our team to the championship title this year. I'm sure the girls hang themselves in bundles on you! As soon as they learn that you are free, a whole line of contenders will line up. And the one who so cruelly acted with you will regret what she did. - the woman tried her best to win the confidence of the guy to make him relax.

He was silent again.

“Believe Chad, I'm really very sorry that this happened.” In my opinion her name is Kate, right? You have met for over a year. I always admired you when I saw you together you looked like a very happy couple. But I am not sure that it is worth continuing a close relationship with the person who betrayed you. And it may even be good that this happened now, and not later, when your relationship would have gone too far. At your age, boys and girls easily change their friends, even if in the beginning it seems like a terrible tragedy.
“We didn't break up,” he said.
- Seriously? She slept with another, and did you forgive her? This is ... noble. Forget what I just told you. - the woman was silent, choosing a new line of conduct. Did you talk to her? She promised that this will never happen again?
- You do not understand, - his voice faltered, the guy was on the verge of failure.
- Good. Explain to me.
- She wants to keep dating me. Just meet! Do not have sex! She wants ... to do it with him! It is ... it is as if she is his slave ... I cannot explain more precisely.

Kimberly Hall leaned forward in her chair. Although she assured the guy that she had heard a million stories for her practice, this was a revelation for her.

- What? Subordination? Addiction? Who, Chad? Do I need the name of the person who subjugated Kate? It is very important. I should know. Such relationships go beyond psychology. This is a criminal liability. You have to tell me!

Chad thought that now he would faint from humiliation and shame.

“This is Alan Marshall,” he squeezed out faintly. Fucking Alan Marshall. At the same time he meets with his sister Kate Pauline, - the guy sobbed and very childishly wiped the tears from his eyes.

****

For a moment, Kimberly Hall sat in confusion. Then she resolutely sent Chad to the medical room where the nurse gave him a sedative injection. The woman left the guy in her care and went to the director's office. There she found out Kate Vandewininter's daily routine, went up to the third floor of the college and talked to Mr. Richard, a sociology teacher, took Kate with herself and took the girl to her office.

“I don't understand Miss Hall.” You are not my full-time psychologist. Where is Mr. Ruello?

Kim ignored the girl’s questions and gestured for her to sit down.

“Before we begin, I have to ask a formal question.” How do you feel Kate?
- I feel great. What makes you think otherwise?
“Chad Krieger has just been here. He said that Alan Marshall somehow got over ... power.” Put you into some kind of sexual dependence on him. It's true?
- Not!
- Not? Is that all you can say? Not!
- Yes!
- He threatened you? Scared that if you tell someone it will hurt you? Blackmailed? Life threatened?
- Not!
- Is that all you can tell me ?!
- Yes!

****

Kate left Miss Hall's office. She calmly crossed the hall of the first floor and only turned the corner out of breath and pressed her hands to burning cheeks. Oddly enough, the girl almost did not panic. She knew what class Alan was in now, Susie was studying with him, so the girl knew that he was on the second floor in a literature class. By the time she reached the door of the class, the bell rang. Kate waited for Alan to appear in the hallway, grabbed his arm and pulled him aside, not paying attention to Susie’s surprised look.

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