I savored the sound, flesh meeting flesh. The sounds of fucking. Of being a whore. My bowels clenched on his dick, massaging him, pleasing him. “Ple...se, please, dump your cum in my asshole, President Carver!” I gasped. “Just erupt in me.”“I will, you little tramp. Goddamn, this sweet ass!” He planted his hands on either side of my body, hammering my asshole so hard. He pressed my body into the desk, my clit rubbing on the sharp edge. “I'm going to fill your ass with my cum.”“Good!” I groaned.. She was dating a writer named Ezra, who just happened to be her former English teacher.Emily Fields was part Irish, German, Filipino, Korean and Scottish. She was a brunette lesbian, who had an amazing ass, great tits, and a toned body from years of competitive swimming. As previously mentioned, she had a secret relationship with Ali, her best friend/lover.Hanna Marin, the other blonde of the group, had been chubby throughout middle school. However, she began religiously working out after 9th. Her eyes try to plead with me. I grasp her chin with my hand and move herhead from side to side as if examining it. Her hair is straggly and she'slet it grow rather long, almost down to the shoulders. When washed,conditioned, brushed and styled properly it should turn out to be a darkblonde, almost auburn."You know, I think you're gonna be quite pretty."I see fear in her eyes, real deep fear. Not fear of the unknown, for sheknows roughly what's going to happen, just not the details of how,. I was nervous for going too close, sometimes in my hardness I would go a little too far and rub it intentionally. She still wouldnt mind. Sometimes I used to look at her in the mirror, and when she caught my eye, I would look away again, embarassed.The lucky day came when I was going out of station for some work, and to my surprise she was in the same train compartment as mine! So far we had hardly talked to each other, but that day sitting beside each other and a long journey, we somehow got.