The long, whimpered moan that rolled out of her told me I was right, although our pace never slowed. Her breathing became more desperate by the second...and her body shook and trembled with the effort of holding in her climax. I let go of her throat and pulled her hair back like reins, straightening her up. I reached down to maul her breasts, squeezing them in my hands and turning her nipples over in my fingers. “P-p-please…!” The plea was irresistible to me. I pushed against her wall once. He clapped on my butt cheek and beckoned me to turn around, which I obediently did. My butt was now raised, facing him, as I was crouching deeply on the bed. I felt his finger tracing my protruding, now puffy lips. I let out a muffled sigh. Then I felt the tip of his glans parting my lips slightly. He let it slide between them, teasing me. I felt his hand grab my buttcheeks, spreading them, and then he shoved forward. Raising my head from the bed, I let out a moan, it felt so good being. My first year in college, I was a cheerleader because I was one in high school and thought I would enjoy it. It did not work out because the other girls were so mean and were very territorial about their routines and their boyfriends. I felt a lot better on my own away from other girls and made a point of rotating my boyfriends before getting too attached. I found out that about 3 to 4 weeks was the maximum period of screwing one boy. After that, they either got less attentive or more. " There's no way I'm goin' to fit in that." Debbie eyed the aqua blue suit dismissively."That's the beauty of these strings. They'll fit a lot of different body shapes," Pam explained. "Would y'all feel better if I were to put one on at the same time?" No. Not if you don't want to that is."'The way she said yes with her body told a much better story than her no. 'I'll go ahead and put on one anyway, ' Pam thought."I don't mind. It's so hot this afternoon. Does it stay like this all summer?" she.