I have to admit his cock was feeling good to my tight little cunt. He was rough but it was beginning to turn me on."Mmmm baby you got some tight puss...." he whispered while biting my ear. If this fucker only knew that I am barely 18 he would shit. He was turning me on now, his breath stale from the alcohol and cigs but his dick was all up in this good pussy.I was digging it too." His thrust became stronger and harder with each stroke and I was being tossed about like a ragdoll. My tits were. She pulled out her cell and played pack the recording of our conversation and told me that if I did not do whatever she will tell her parents that I was trying to seduce her or worse still that she would start screaming right then that I tried to molest her. I asked her what exactly she wanted me to do….She then asked me to take off my jeans and t-shirt and stand in front of her. At first, I refused but then when she threatened me again I had no options but to do as told…by now I thought to. .. about us.”He leaned forward.“What kind of dreams?” he asked.“Completely inappropriate dreams,” she said, calmly. “And since then, I still can’t control my thoughts. When you got here, they got worse, if anything.”“Wow,” he said. It was clear this information did not disturb him. She felt another wave of passion flow through her. But now she could think rationally about it.“Then you inadvertently told me to stop worrying about it. I was finally able to think clearly. That’s why we’re having. He was right, Jackson didn't have much experience. It wasn't the best pick up line he'd heard but it was the most direct. There weren't many men on the premises but Geoff tried to find a booth in a quieter corridor anyway. He stepped through into the one he had chosen and Jackson followed him in and closed and locked the door. The booths were very basic. Maybe an eight by eight foot room. A wide bench, padded and covered in black vinyl on one wall, a squirt bottle of lube and a box with condoms.