.. ughg... ughhg!My face was mashed against the mirror in back of the sink, his hand on the back of my neck forcing me flat across the sink as he fuck...d into me with fast brutal strokes. My toes barely touched the floor and each time he fucked deep against me, my hips ground against the edge of the counter and my toes left the floor.His hands ran up and down my sides and fastened around my hanging titties, squeezing them over and over through my thin blouse, like he was milking a cow. His balls. "Something wrong with it?" I asked."To tell you the truth," she leaned over to whisper. "I think the turkey's gone a bit bad," she giggled."Thanks," I smiled back. "What about a cheeseburger and fries then."She jotted down my order and turned to walk away. I watched her rear as she swung it with each step.'Damn, that's nice, ' I thought.A few minutes later, she returned with a tray and laid out my meal."My name's James Foxworth by the way," I introduced myself."Megan," she returned the intro.. ’ I groan and I realize what he means. He wants me to let my fears and inhibitions go and sink into the most primal of myself. I whimper and sink my teeth into his shoulder- not hard but enough to taste flesh. My hands roam his chest, his nipples little hard bumps. I feel him shiver under me and I whimper in response. I’m filled with lust for this man. I pull back and gently wipe the bruise I’ve left. He looks at it and smiles, and I kiss him hard. I can’t help it. I need him to respond. His. As you know, I won the championship again as a junior."This past summer was no different. I could probably have had a date with a different girl each weekend. I may have actually done that, I'm not sure. Yes, I did date some girls more than once, and I did have some dates with some of the same girls from last summer. But I never felt any strong feelings for any of them. They were just how guys got relief from sexual tension. That's how it is in high school."When school started this fall, in the.