Now I was getting turned on. We went back to the beach to chill when he offered to smoke me up with his friends. Now I never smoke anything but I was ...aving such a good time and didn't want him to think I wasn't fun so I said yes. I didn't even know how to do it but had seen enough of my friends so I had a pretty good idea. Needless to say the first few times I coughed and sputtered but soon enough I was getting the thick cloud into my lungs. I never felt so good. His friends went back into the. But in the coming instance both Chastity and Bernard, could well just fuck, and then fuck again. Chastity liked sex… free of attachment, sex as sex. Bernard was ready for that too and set off for the retreat library.Chastity was the modern ubiquitous prick-teaser, the coquette of history, the wanton tramp of nooks, alcoves, secluded dark rooms infrequently used, she knew them all. They were her erotic playground. It was the old cloakroom where her fire-crotch of starling red pubes were first. Her mouth sucked on my ear and she blew some eardrums as she screamed. I then slowed down to grab her legs. I placed both of them on my shoulders, and grabbed the passenger chair once again to gain the leverage I had before. That nearly made her eyes pop out. "Oh fuck YES! Oh God oh GOD!!" She gripped my shoulders and I was reaching the point of no return. She shook with another orgasm. This time I didn't let her push my dick out because I was cumming so fucking hard I thought the condom would. Tall, with wavy red hair and green eyes, a pretty freckled face and a body that was just curved enough to be very enticing, she looked adorable. She was a cheerleader, and bouncing around in her uniform she was enough to distract the fans and the players alike from the game. True to form, she was dating the quarterback of the football team, an unlikable jock named Roger Finch. Finch had pushed me around for years, and it was tempting to use my talent to get even with him. But I had ruled.