I wanted his hands on me touching… taking. Gawd yes I wanted it.. I felt like a whore… Stop it…. he must like you or he wouldn’t have been th...re.. and asked you out. What if that’s all he wants just a one time piece of ass. What if he doesn’t like what he sees….. what if ” stop ” The car pulled off the road down a small lane.. I watched as he got out that same cute butt I had stared at a few times in the past few weeks. He came around to my side of the car, opening the door for me and helping. ''Your crazy visions all around my head''Dreaming you were no longer dead.'"That's Bessie Smith, isn't it?" The Dodger said. "Your paraphrasing!" It's a reference, no more," Mick snapped, irritated."More than a fucking reference I woulda thought," The Dodger continued."I think it's nice," declared Anna."See?" said Mick."So, what, if it's not completely original?" Michelle began."Hey?" Mick started."Guys?" Donna said, "do you always argue like that?" Sure!" Anna shrugged, "it's. I took one last nip at her clit before pushing up. Lifting her hips, I pushed her further back on the bed and simultaneously slid my fucking cock deep inside of her. She felt it hitting home and cried out again, thrusting her hips up, grinding herself hard against my pubic bone. Now it was my turn to groan even louder, I thought I may lose control so with closed eyes I slowly started counting backwards from one hundred by threes; 100, 97, 94, 91, 88 to keep me from hiting the orgasm again.. I pushed the stained blanket to my feet, grabbed a thinner sheet from under my bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.I tossed and turned most of the night I Fell asleep here and there. After a few quick naps it was around eight in the morning. I opened my eyes and found myself staring at the ceiling. The sun was trying its best to make its way through the Blinds that covered my windows. As I came to my senses, I realized it was Monday and that mom would be doing her weekly cleaning. Since Monday.