There was something paining in my hand. I saw that my hand is hurt badly and its bleeding. I never realized it. It left a huge scar on my arm I always...wore full hand shirts to hide it. Time passed and I didn’t even to talk to Niki. But day by day my love for her was getting deeper and deeper. One day when I made my mind to talk to her I heard that one of the hunks of our class had already proposed her. I was so depressed but laterI said to myself the she can’t love me and why she would love a. I leaned in, and she grabbed my junk, guiding it into her hot, wet tunnel. God she was tight, and the contractions on my tool felt like a gentle hand wearing a velvet glove! I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out, then all the way in. Her hips met me on every downstroke, and soon the pace quickened. Her moaning became louder, the swett rolling off my back. She started to convulse, and soon she was having her second orgasm.I pulled out of her, and picked my petite princess up. "He didn't have to ring," she thought, "but I'm so glad he did. I suppose I should have rung him to thank him for the flowers. No, that might have shown too much interest." She giggled to herself. "He didn't have to ring me though but he did." She giggled again.Steven was aware of the call and knew immediately who it was. He winced but kicked himself for doing so too.Edward turned out to be rather good at skittles. Becca was terrible. She took careful aim but the ball went everywhere but that. ”Maggie said, “So did my husband until he saw how cute his boyfriend’s butt crack was. After that my slit didn’t excite him anymore.”I slipped a finger under the side of her panties and then I slipped it up her crack from her asshole to her clit. I stayed on her clit and rubbed my index finger into her until she lowered her arms over her head and started to moan.My wife was standing right over me looking down as she said, “Maggie, I’ll be expecting a discount.”Maggie said, “Then I’ll be.