I have to use a finger to ease her open just a bit, mashing the nectarine into the pucker of her anus. I lick it, licking her ass, rimming her with th... fruit. I rise again, offering her my finger with the fruit pressed into my own flesh. She takes it. Her eyes losing a bit of their focus, telling me she's going over. I pick up the teaspoon from the honey jar, and dribble it on my cock. I smile as she rises to engulf it. I watch as the honey coats her lips, smears on her cheeks. I take another. The sound of the bell rang loudly through the rooms and hallways, and I was the first one out the classroom door to avoid the horde of students jamming in the hall. Then, in a welcomed rarity, the school buses were already outside waiting for us to board them.“Yo, the semester is finally fucking over,” Porter said to me as we spotted each other on our way to the buses.“Yeah, no more bullshit,” I said. “But no more Mrs. MILF either.”“Hey, but we got MILFS,” he said, pulling out a folded piece of. Loud part wants to know more. Screams in shrill tones in head ‘Thumb open wallet and meet Thomas Coffee.’ Three dollars in the fold, gift certificate to skating rink. Letter with flowery writing signed ‘love, julie’–talks about being in love forever and how beautiful he is to her. Apparently, last two months on school this year were ‘most wonderful two months of my whole life with you’. Picture of Thomas with friends. Picture of girl, no name on back. Picture of differnt girl, younger, still no. "Spread," he snapped.She wasn't fast enough, so he kicked her ankles apart to widen her stance. Teeth dug into her shoulder, ripping flesh and drawing blood as he roughly drove his meat back into her dripping cunt. "Fuck you?" he taunted as powerful thrusts slammed her into the wall, and his free hand slapped her ass with stinging force. "Fuck you?" His tongue traced her back, lapping up the thin trail of blood that dripped from his bite. "I'm going to fucking use you!"His free hand twisted in.