His cock throbbed against her tongue, causing her to moan in desperation. She decided to try something. She pulled off of his cock. "Mr.Janes..?" she...said gently. He didn't respond. He just looked down at her. She swallowed. "Please.. fuck me.." He smiled a little. "Oh, so that's what you want." She nodded. He smiled again. "Get in the back." She quickly did as she was told. He followed her into theback seat. "Take off your jeans." She clumsily slid them off and tried to cover herself. "And. .clit." Okay that was weird, but I've read things about cocks being called clitty cocks before. Maybe if I get that in my head I can deal with it easier. I twist round and there it is pushing a sizeable lump in his trousers. I watch my painted finger nails drag down the metal zip. I fish his cock out, and once again I'm staring at something I'm not sure I really want. "Get your lips round it, whore." Believe it or not that helps, my Uncle Creep calling me a whore. I know he is very turned on,. Two have my jizm in their cunt and assholes. Some days I can get three girls running around with my sperm dripping from their holes before the school day has even ended. Donna's boyfriend is a friend of mine. She's a slut too because I have gotten her to take a ride with me for ice-cream and we've ended up fucking off the summer heat in her basement. I often fantasize about her getting with Jake and him going down her to find my sauce in her pocket. Then there's crazy asian chick Madori.. ‘Oh hi Mr James,’ said innocently, ‘thanks for our chat earlier, I think it really helped.’ She held her hand out as if to shake his. He looked at the girl before him and thought about the thong in his pocket, he didn’t want to shake her hand; he wanted to bend her over and penetrate her right there. He wanted to hold her breasts as he moved inside her. He wanted to hear her moans. He shook away the thought. ‘No problem Izzy, you know my door is always open,’ he shook her hand, his expression.