His lips seemed so gentle. Hers were so full.It was hard to believe that this was the first time they met. As theylooked into each other's eyes, they ...ach saw in each other their soulmate. The year they had spent corresponding her revealed all theirinner feeling and in an instant, it had become painfully obvious thatthey were meant for each other.As he let slide down his body, she felt just how big he was. Right downto the bulge in his pants for which she smiled internally.Carlos had imagined. Sean would jump me in a moment if I even hinted I was interested." Guys are such idiots," Cynthia deadpanned, looking over her AP History notes. Martha gave her an appraising look."Why aren't you and what's her name going to prom?" Please." No," Sharon said, turning her body a bit to face the redhead, "really. You two should go. There's at least two other lez couples going, nobody's going to say anything."With a sigh, Cynthia put down her notebook and looked at the teens."It has nothing to do. And she was ready for him. She rose to her knees and knelt over him, her hand reaching out to the heated protuberance of the man's upthrust cock. As her fingers encircled it, pulling on it gently, he moaned. Beth pushed her hand down hard into the forest of pubic hair as if this would make the ivory column longer than it's rock-hard seven inches. Mike was not as big as she remembered him to be but her belly churned in anticipation of the glorious filling she was about to experience.Wilson's. I'm massively overpowered and he is in total control. Sometimes I can't gather myself to inhale. I can't control my ownbreathing. Panic and survival instincts kick in. I just want to breathe.For periods of time the force of his penis rammed into my throat pushedair out of my lungs. "Mfff, mfff, mfff, mfff, mfff, mfff, mfff, mfff," I gasp but, I can'tget any air into my lungs.I can't breathe! Breathing is my only priority. It totally occupies mymind. I can't think of anything else. I'm scared.