. The girl is me This is part one so it has more story line than sex part two will have alot more sex but part one is still really hot for pictures of...me and Scott email me at [email protected]I was new in town didnt know any one and no one knew me. I was a 17 year old girl with blonde hair and Ive been told Im very pretty. I just got done brushing my long blonde hair when I heard the bus. I ran out side just in time to catch it. I sat alone in the back of the bus. I stared out the window for. In this new position, you're able to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You don't stop furiously pounding away at me, but now you're also pushing more when your hips hit my ass to drive your toy in to me as far and as deep as you can. The harder and faster you pound, the more I can feel the rolling waves of an orgasm building, and you're not even touching my dick. The same is true on your end. As you're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your body. As we continue to dance my erection burrows into her dress causing a crease that outlines her perfect bottom. Our lips still hover but do not touch. I know these are forbidden fruit. I open my eyes again as I come to a mental block. It's a shame I can't remember if we did in fact kiss. I look down to see my penis fully erect. I'm sure he can remember it fully. I close my eyes and continue to piece together what happened last night. It was a black dress. Very expensive by the looks of it. I was. The shuffle of bodies was confusing, slow moving as we were herded towards the exit. I found myself on the street, my breath freezing as I forced it from my lungs. Belle, was suddenly next to me, squeezing my hand. She pushed a crumpled piece of paper into my suddenly very cold hand. Then she was gone. I un-crumpled it and examined it. An email address. Not first place, but an honorable mention at least. I looked at the gaggle of my friends and enemies mix tape, standing in the biting cold..