Main bhi khud korok nahi payi, aur uska sath dene lagi.Hum dono usi position mein ek dusre o kaafi der tak smooch karte rahe. Fir achanak a maine gosh...sambhala aur kaha lao tumhare kapde kharab ho jayenge inhe machine mein daal ke dho deti hu.Usne shirt utaar ke di. Kya body thi uski kya muscles. Jee kar raha tah kacha kha jau par main apne aap ko ron ke shirt le machine mein dame gayi. Itne mein woh peeche se aaya r mere dono hath upar kar ke mera top utarne lga. Maine kaha ye kya kar rahe ho. “Nice and ready for fucking,” he commented. Slowly, he pushed himself inside of me as I groaned, my walls stretching around him. “Good girl,” he said again, using his now free hand to move my hair out of my face. I moaned, feeling him push steadily into me until he bottomed out against the back of my pussy. He pulled out and thrust back into me, fucking me with short stabs that had me panting quickly. “You like that?” I nodded frantically. “Good, you’ve got another inch or so to go. You’re. .yes sir, I know them...' His reply terrified me greatly '...they gonna be gone for awhile and asked me to look after you, my names Gilbert, I stay in that corner house. Monday when you get out of school you come and tap on that back window. And you better not break it. I don't want to have to come looking for you either...' He stepped back and let me pass, I slowly walked past then took off running. I ran all the way home and stayed in the house scarred to go back out doors. But Monday came. I was on pins and needles all night and the next day waiting for the opening curtain. We had to give two performances a night for one week, then depending on how it was received we would either continue or close.Jack and I arrived early, we did the makeup and Jack went to his seat. The curtain opened and everything went perfect in the first act. When we started the second act, everything went perfect. We both hit our lines and when we got to the part where we were to go to bed, everything was.