Why was she so horny? She had never been like this before. It had started when she found the condom. The sperm... something about it... She remembered...her health classes, listening to the teacher talk about how a man's sperm fertilizes a woman's egg, and she remembered how hard her nipples had gotten. She had to walk around with her books in front of her chest for the next period. Sperm was so dangerous! It was that danger... the chance that the sperm could get her pregnant... that was what was. She continued to swear and curse at me as my cock pummeled her pussy. It was the warmest and softest pussy that I had felt in a while, but there was one thing that was a little odd. It wasn't the tightest pussy that I have ever been in and I know that she has never had any kids. But I would ask about that another time.We proceeded to fuck in doggy style, missionary, spooning and every single weird position we could thing of. But the single most fun I think I had was when she straddled me and I. She whispered something in his ear and leaned back. Peter stood, fighting back the tears, and said with defiance in his voice, “Wait, I’d love to dance.” He knew that the dance was not the not to be the end of his test. Slightly shorter than this beautiful specimen of a man before him, he didn’t even know where to place his hands. His dance partner took control. He placed Peter’s arms around his neck and pulled Peter close. Peter swallowed hard, his frustration showing in the color in his. She squeezed harder, and then too hard and I told her, "Not too much," and she said, "Sorry," and caressed and then pinched more gently and asked, "That okay?" and I said, "Yeah." She continued for a moment, and then with one hand she let her nails caress back and forth and then down, over my tummy, and smoothly down to my pubic hair and then straight to my root, and then she let her fingertips trail down the length of my cock and then she held it with a slight pull, and I closed my eyes,.