I could feel the calloused fingers through my increasingly annoying camisole as vividly as the abrasive rub of his 3 days growth against my cheek. His...nipple hand dropped south to my cunt and pinched hard around my clit. My hairless cunt bucked so high that for a second I felt like I was floating. I was so beyond compliance by now. All the while his guttural voice whispered in my ear. “I’m gonna go out on a limb, Vivian. I think you get off on the idea of an overheated, horny worker having. . yes I do" I was entranced. Even if I'd wanted to I couldn't have taken my eyes off his bottom as he slowly revealed it to me."I know it's sexy. I knew you were looking at me yesterday." I was. I was. It is so sexy. I never looked at a boy before you" I know. I know. It's OK, though. Just enjoy looking at me now. Don't feel guilty."I was so hard. My cock felt like iron and I traced its outline with my fingers through the material of my shorts. The speedos came down to the tops of his thighs. My breath comes out in pants. my hips rotate, pounding your dick deeper and deeper into me. my pussy walls clamp around your dick…* baby i think im coming Josh: yea not yet slut hold it in! Josh: you don’t cum until i tell you to! Skye: *I whimper in pleasure* But it feels soooo good…. Josh: *i grab you by your hair and pull your face towards mine, slowing the pace my cock fucks you i whisper* you wanna cum on my cock slut? Skye: *I bite my lip and nod* please please please let me cum… Josh:. I was born in Haiti but embraced both Haitian and American cultures. It comes with being the son of two worlds. My father always said a man who forgets where he comes from doesn’t know where he’s going. I think he’s right. I remember the hardships my parents endured in the Haitian Fatherland before we moved here. Right now, I’m preparing myself for the Boston Police Academy. I work as a security guard at Copley Mall. It’s an okay job. Pays the bills, you know. I still live at home but intend.