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Eddy was like a bear with his paw in the honey pot—he squeezed and clawed between her legs as if he was going to tear right through her pants and into the warm wet cave of her cunt right there between the books! She finally began to squirm and struggle, and she let out a series of muffled screams and groans—"Mggh!…Mmm!…Mggh!". But Eddy held firm even as she began to scratch and claw at his arm and head. He had been wise in choosing such a petite little flower to pluck, as she barely had the strength to struggle, much less break away from his mens mall gay chat powerful grasp. "Fuck!," he thought, "I could have my way with her and she couldn do a thing about it!" The idea hit him like a sledgehammer. Hed never considered it before. Why just grab some tail when you could have the whole bitch?! His mind raced as he glanced around the deserted basement for a place to take his prey. Then he remembered an old toilet-closet hes spotted earlier while scoping out the floor—it was mens mall gay chat back in one dingy corner of the building, and apparently seldom used because of the nicer restrooms upstairs. Eddy had considered jacking off in there after hed been "browsing," but now decided that it would suit his new purposes well. As quickly as the idea occurred to him, he began to drag the squealing and struggling mens mall gay chat girl back across the cracked tiled floor towards the closet. His mens mall gay chat slant-eyed honey could barely contain her panic now as she realized that she was in for more than just a rough groping. She began to thrash and fight, so that Eddy was forced to release his lust-hold on her ass and wrap one arm around her midsection, crushing her arms to her small thin body, while the other hand maintained a lock-grip over her mouth. As he dragged her kicking and sliding back into the cavernous basement, Eddy looked down and noticed a dark, wet stain spreading outward from between her legs and running down the inside of her blue jeans. "Damn, bitch! She pissed herself!" Eddys first reaction was that it was so disgusting that he might not be able to go through with his plan—I mean, why mens mall gay chat get into her pants if it was just gonna smell like piss? Then he had another thought: now that she was all wet and slick and hot, how nice would it be to stuff his throbbing dick up into that tiny girlish asshole and really bang the piss out of her! Just the thought of squeezing off a load into the little gooks glory hole nearly made Eddy cum in his pants—he knew he had to have it!

When he reached the dark closet-corner, Eddy gave one swift kick to the unlocked door, and sent it flying inward. That should have made a dangerous racket—one that might have drawn the clerks attention—but luckily an old dry mop and floor broom behind the door caught the brunt of the impact and saved Eddy from losing his catch just at the moment of triumph! He dragged her inside, his dick now pounding in his pants for release, as he crushed her small body into the room ahead of him still thrashing and whimpering. "Holy Mother," he thought, "Ive never been so horny and excited in my life! Im about to find out what one of these sweet yellow assholes feels like from the inside!" But now he had a new problem: hed have to release her mouth and arms if he was going to get those pants off and his dick inside her. Again, he thought quickly, and then remembered the bandana that he had wrapped around his head to catch the nervous sweat that always preceded one of his ass-hunting trips. It was conveniently rolled into a perfect gag-shape, so all he had to do was whip it off and loop it over her mens mall gay chat head before she could scream. But he needed her to stand mens mall gay chat still for just a moment…With one quick movement, Eddy kicked her unsteady feet out from under her, while using his arms to both cushion her fall and guide the side of her head right at the edge of the clogged old sink that stood beside the toilet. Thunk mens mall gay chat! "Ungh!…" The blow wasn severe, but it was enough to momentarily stun his little princess—hopefully long enough to get her under control! He moved quickly, ripping the bandana from his head, throwing it over her mouth, and quickly retying it securely behind her head. Perfect! Now for the hands…He looked mens mall gay chat around, on the ground mens mall gay chat, then up…There! The cord dangling from the corroded light fixture! Eddy reached up mens mall gay chat and ripped the cord from its mooring. Then he pulled his victims long, thin arms fiercely behind her back, eliciting another pained, if half-conscious grunt from her. In seconds she was secured and lying helpless beneath his straddling knees. "My little egg roll, my sweet & sour pussy…you look scrumptious!" And she did…now that he got a good look at her, she was beautiful! Tiny, but long mens mall gay chat and thin, with just the slightest roundness at her chest and hips to show the extent of her womanly development. He loved the way these Asian beauties stayed small and girlish well into their adult years before they even showed signs of sagging or wrinkles. This lovely must have been in her late teens or early twenties—probably a local high school or college student—and perfectly smooth and mens mall gay chat soft all over. She wore a thin, ruffly white top that actually exposed her belly-button and a couple of inches of firm pale midsection. The nubs of her plumb-sized breasts just barely revealed themselves through the material—and they must have been hard from terror to even show up that much! He noted with appreciation the girls small, round nose and glossed baby-girl mouth, currently mens mall gay chat stretched wide by his sweaty bandana. Finally, he noticed that her half-closed eyes were just slightly-tilted almond-shaped orbs which, Eddy imagined, would look lovely with a little cum splattered around them!