.."I sat at my desk... now it was there, I suddenly felt scared again. I tried to run through a few tasks... couldn't concentrate... KNEW I had to cal... him.Did... got HIS answer machine! Bastard!! I left a message suggesting he call my mobile. Over the next hour I kept switching it on and off... was it working??At 5:15... he called. I tried to be all jolly and flip... I wasn't. Eventually we encountered one of those long silences. He asked if I was still dressing. I told him I was. He asked if. I wanted to cry out as he moved away. I needed him to be next to me, touching me, feeling my body with his mouth. He had made me his and I did not want that to end. “Please,” I begged, fighting lightly against the tie that was restraining my arms behind my head. “Please don’t stop.” “Oh,” he laughed, bringing himself down to his knees and looking back up at me. “I have no intention of stopping anything.” He gave me a smile that made my heart race as he pulled me toward the edge of the. . Paramore showed up. I didn't care for their music, as I liked heavier stuff. However, I just loved looking at their vocalist, Hayley Williams. She was a tiny, petite thing with pale skin, angular, pretty facial features, and red, shoulder-length hair. Although what she sang about wasn't really my style, it was impossible not to think that she was the kind of girl who would understand a more quiet, not popular kid like I was. I just loved watching that girl get sassier over time, jumping her. He eased in, grabbed my hips and started fucking away. I hadn’t seen his cock but it was about the same size, from the way it felt and he was also rock hard! After a few minutes he slapped my ass and said, “Hey, would you get on your back for me?”No problem! I pulled away, rolled over and spread my legs while pulling them up and rolling my hips. He mounted me and slipped right back in as I slid back more on the bed. He also grabbed my legs and put them up over his shoulders then, really started.