A girl was masturbating. She was so pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair that framed her beautiful round face perfectly. Her eyes were brown ...oo. It would not surprise to find out that she was the girl Van Morison sang about. Her lips were as red as cherries and I could see her teeth as white as pearls. Her skin looked so smooth and flawless. As I continued watching, I saw her breasts rising up and down with her every breath. Looking back they were a C cup, but at the time, they. Maybe it had something to do with the way she put her legs over my shoulders, pulling me into her ready sex while we kissed. Dominant or not, Shelly was willing to let me pin her down, helpless as a butterfly with my cock finding the very bottom of her pussy. I could feel it, the tip of my penis bruising her tender flesh while I let her nurse on my freshly pierced tongue. Being bitten had quickly become an essential part of our lovemaking and I accepted that. What other choice did I have? We. I knew if she did that I'd be in serious trouble with my dad. He and my dad played golf together and I know he'd tell him. I begged Mrs. Black not to report me and I'd do anything she said if she wouldn't. She said she'd think about it. After class I asked her if she thought about it, she said yes,and I should come to her class during lunch. Thinking I dodged a bullet I went to my next class. What was she going to make me do,clean the chalkboard, take out the trash? At lunch break I grabbed a. I kissed her lips and she was a good at kissing as we smooched for some time. But her craving for penetration was really high and she wanted it inside. So I said to her you want it inside so soon she said “yes, I have never had a man’s thing inside mine”. I asked what have you had then she said “only my fingers” and then I knew that’s why she wanted mine inside her so badly. I said “fine then if you want it inside then you must suck and make mine much harder” she did not like the idea. Then I.