I was completely confused, I had no idea what it was or what hisintentions were. I thought he was a crazy madman. He turned it over,bringing it toward... me and with a sudden horror I began to have an awfulthought of what he meant to do. I wriggled, struggling to get away alongthe bunk, but in those tight confines and with my wrists cuffed behindme, I had no chance. He giggled again, louder, insanely this time,teasing me by rubbing the plastic bag against my face."No, noo, please." I begged him,. She found humor in clever jokes and stupid puns. She took all the science electives with us pseudo-nerds. She wouldn't put out for any of the handsome jocks. She wouldn't put out at all.Bethany wasn't your typical cheerleader.She enjoyed making fun of her sister cheerleaders. Bethany liked to say the only thing the other girls were capable of learning in science class was not to lick the spoon.I and my male friends were happy to be in the same science classes as Bethany. The fact that she was. By this time it wasdark out side, so his neighbors couldn't see me. (It wouldn't havemattered anyway, they'd see me in the morning when I left)He turned on the lights and we sat on the sofa for a few moments. Beforeto long he bent me over the back of the sofa and raised my dress. Ilooked back at him and he started to rub my sore bottom,"Just relax" he said " I'll take care of everything". He began to finger fuck me and I must admit, it felt good. It was alittle bit at a time and I was moving my. Hands are grabbing and massaging mybreasts around like bread dough. Looking down, I can see my cleavageframed by my low-cut tanktop. My boobs aren't big, but they are enoughto make a nice sized cleft. My left hand is rubbing over thick veinsand a large mushroom head. His soft skin cover hardened steelunderneath. The cock in my hand pulses and jerks with myadministrations. My work is soon aided by a new, slippery lube. Bynow, I'm pulling his cock with vigor with my wet hands. Clear.