My friends and I hung out with guys that lived in our neighborhood. It was great. We would get together on the weekends and play pool or do stuff as a...group. There was one guy that really caught my eye and he knew it. I eventually got the nerve to ask him out and it happened to be to my senior prom.Don't get me wrong--I had a few dates before him, but not many. I was brought up fairly strictly and really didn't have the looks to get a boyfriend. I had friends and we had great times so I really. We had looked at the State cheerleaders first, but the girls all appeared a bit hardened. Erica insisted that we head over to the alumni rally. We found that the crowd was limited. The cheerleading team was mostly the same kind of hardened girls from the State squad. Bree however seemed to shine. She was actually smiling as she performed the routines. When the rally ended and the cheerleaders were about to head to the stadium, Erica ran up and grabbed Bree's arm.I didn't hear the initial. With a final bit of pressure to your clit, you would be in a place you had never been before. you inserted two fingers inside you and gave a good push on your clit with your thumb, while staring at yourself in the mirror.your whole body shook from within. you could feel the walls of your pussy squeezing the fingers that you put inside, and watched as your clit pulsated rapidly. your legs were shaking violently and your whole brain seemed to go numb. All of the anticipation rippled like waves. It seems as if you are not one to relinquish control, but now that I have it, I'm not letting it go. I take my panties, which you had your hand in at the bar, and stuff them into your mouth. "Remember, back at the bar, when you asked what I did for a living? Well, I didn't exactly tell you the truth. I said I was a teller of stories, of legends, which is kind of true but not exactly. You see, Harry, I fuck for a living. No, I'm not a hooker. I'm a succubus. Do you know what that is, Harry?".