I leaned down as low as I could between his legs, in every crease and crevice, and licked and nibbled and kissed and feasted until we were both almost...beyond reason.Eventually I raised my head and looked him right in his eyes ..."Where? Where do you want to come? In my mouth?" No. Inside you. I want to come inside you." So I sat on top of him and sank down slowly. It wasn't the first time he'd penetrated me that day, but he was so hot and swollen, and I was so engorged that it felt like the. ”“What time are your friends coming over?”“Not for a few hours. Just relax, I’ll let you know what and when.”“Kyle, I want you to forget about whatever you have planned. You can’t make me do what you’re thinking,” I said.“First, if you don’t want Mom and Dad to find out you drove after drinking, you’ll do what I tell you to do. You’re right, I can’t make you do anything, but you know I’ll tell if you don’t.” Kyle smiled at me and walked away.At five, Kyle knocked on my bedroom door. I told. A miniscule piece of material, about the size of an eye patch.‘Why, may I ask, is it pinned to your blouse?’‘Mr Jones saw it in choir practise and made me put it there.’‘And how did Mr Jones see what sort of underwear you were wearing.’‘Well Miss KcKenzie, he saw me chewing gum while we were singing ‘Nymphs and Shepherds.’ He made me go out to the front and lifted my skirt to slap my bum and then he saw my knickers. He made me lift my skirt right up and walk round the class, so all the girls. I went to my bedroom and removed my bra and kept on my white button down shirt on. I slipped my boy shorts off and slid on a thong under my plad skirt. I came back out and I could feel my nipples pushing against the fabric of my shirt at the thought of what I was about to do. He looked up when I walked into the livingroom and his eyes travelled from my eyes down to my nipples and then back up. I smiled pretending not to notice and took my seat next to him. I slightly opened my legs making my.