He knew it was wrong but the thought of her small, soft body, naked and vulnerable to his touch just fueled his excitement. He looked from her sl**pin... form to the bowl in his hands, he hadn’t cum that much in a long time, so thick and creamy. He looked back to her, where was the worst redness of sunburn, or rather where did he want it to be? Her small breasts rose and fell as she slept and he raised the bowl, dribbling a little of its contents over each nipple. Placing the bowl to one side he. But the idea of him fucking me right now made my heart jump erratically. I wondered if he was as good as a fuck as Evelyn said he was... she did say she wouldn't tell anyone if I did fuck him... but I knew I shouldn't, but it was so hot to think about. I tried to picture what was going on in my room right now, and I was tempted to go in the house to see if I could hear anything... and as I was thinking about it I noticed on the corner of my eye the blind move again... I don't know how long he'd. “I don’t mind helping someone with their problems...”She stepped closer and stretched out a hand toward my chest. There wasn’t anywhere I could go without actually getting closer. Besides, I wanted her to touch me. I wanted to feel her pressed against me. I had already decided that sex wouldn’t hurt anything or anyone.She ran her hand across my chest, making me moan like she had several times tonight. She didn’t get any closer or pull at me though. “I don’t have a problem to worry about anymore. His right hand is holding my hair in a scruff like a cat’s neck, his left hand is on my left shoulder, keeping me firmly against the wall. I gasp. Startled. A little shocked, a little scared, and more than a little excited. I struggle between the cold bricks against my face and the hand holding my head in place to turn just a little, straining my eyes to catch a glimpse of him in the darkness, but he holds my head in place and whispers roughly ‘Don’t move!’ His voice makes me shiver. Even if I.