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When you open the door, a fifteen-year-old girl flounces in and flops onto the couch. Tamsin is black, and her abundant hair is tied up in a bunch on top of her head.

"I am fed up," she says, clearly annoyed about something.

You lift her feet, sit down and rest them on your lap, then you take hold of her foot and start massaging it. Her toenails are painted bright red to match her fingernails.

"Tell Uncle all about it," you say.

"It's Mr Jenkins," she says. "Do you think he's gay? I've been offering it on a plate for weeks and he takes no notice." She lifts up her skirt to show you exactly what she is offering. From where you are sitting, her pussy is hidden behind a mat of curly black hair.

"I don't think he likes the boys," you say. "He's new here, maybe he's just scared of getting caught." Tamsin giggles as you rub her foot and presses the other one onto your swelling cock.

"How old was the youngest girl you ever fucked," she asks, slipping a hand down between her legs to stroke her pussy.

You shrug. "I am not sure."

"You used to work at an elementary school, didn't you. I bet you fucked some of those little ones."

You slide a hand up her thigh, thinking about some of the little girls and boys you have fucked over the years. "You know I never tell," you say. You slide her legs off your lap. "Did you just come down to tease me or are you going to finish what you started?"

She pouts, but stands in front of you as you pull your jeans and undershorts down, freeing your stiff cock. She licks her thick lips, drops to her knees and sucks it into her mouth.

After a few moments, she lifts her head. "You'll have to settle for a BJ," she says. "I'm not going into Miss Smith's math class with spunk dribbling down my legs.

Her mouth is like a vacuum pump and with her tongue working on the underside, it doesn't take her long to suck the contents of your balls out. She sits back on her heels, swallowing and licking her lips. "Your spunk tastes a lot better than dad's. Must be all the curry he eats," she says with a grin.