..” “Look, I know that you want it,” Karissa interrupted. “I know you're into naughty cheerleaders. And that's exactly what I am. I want yo... to make me scream, and I want you to make me cum.” “But Becca...” “Just give me one minute,” she said. “One minute of kissing. That's all I need. Please?” I let out a long and exasperated sigh. “And if I do that, you'll give me my key and not say a word about this?” I asked her. “I promise,” she answered. “Okay,” I said. “Then let's do this.” I . We were moaning louder with each passing second as our bodies began to writhe with growing desperation. I was sucking, biting, pulling and licking her clit as hard and fast as I could, encouraged by a steady flow of her juices dribbling into my mouth. She was grinding her pussy onto my mouth as I was on hers. I knew I was going to climax at any moment, so tried to tease Isabella’s clit with greater intensity. Suddenly as my body tensed violently, hers did too and an instant later we were both. I know you didn’t want to take on anymore of Sir Colin’s mistakes, but I hope you’ll at least talk to her.’ Sir Marcus was candid with his closest and most trusted confidant. ‘I’ll speak with her and advise you, but I make no promises.’ Acquiesced Sir Glen. ‘That is the least I can ask for Sir Glen.’ And the small group went into Sir Marcus’s sitting room. Unlike Sir Glen’s more traditional conclave, Sir Marcus’s rooms were light and airy with no hint to the dungeons or other assorted rooms. Thus it was very hard then to find out about sex or even get any porn. It was due to this that I was so unaware about anything sexual.Instead of peeping at my classmates' panties, I turned my attention to my mother's panties. Whenever she walked up the staircase in our house, I would be underneath it. Discretely peeping up her knee length skirts. Besides that, I suddenly developed a habit of dropping my spoon at the dining table. Sometimes if I was lucky, I would even manage to catch glimpses.