"Aww...no...noo....Tina?" Charlie groaned, reaching down to lift her
face by a fistful of hair. He soon noticed her drooling slack mouth
as she looked back at him with a partial smile. Angered, the boy
slammed her face back into the wet spot, slipping out of her and
looking down on his agitated, twitching meat-rod. He managed to pull
his jeans back up, and searched for his shirts before the sight of
Tina's trimmed leaking cunt glistened causing him to smile to himself.