She blinked and I leaned to her ear and whispered, “Sex.” With my hand on her plump thigh and rape in my heart.She giggled, sniffed, licked her li...s, put her hand atop mine and said, “OK, you’re on.”So she drove me to her lavish home after school, in a brand new Z car, and I programmed her big iMac with the necessary formulas to deal with four unknowns in motion using the kinematic equations. Together we found some Hubble images and several papers. In a week of short, after-school visits,. He really liked doing it. I kept on looking at him and we both were looking at each other. I now sat on his lap and asked him if he wants me to touch his dick he said yes.So I removed his undie and I saw a decent sized dick which I could deep throat. I love foreigner’s dick they have nice white dick with a pink head. He had shaved his dick as I asked. It was very clean and smelling good.I went down and slowly started from his shaft all the way to the top. I did that many times. Then I took his. I gained weight, confidence, and leadershipability. People naturally looked to me to be the number one guy in a crowd.Ask me how it happened? I really don't know! All I know is that I had becomean aggressive, benevolent dictator in any group that included me. Go figure! I remember two bitches in particular in high school ? Rosalee Kroger and JudyRawlins. They were rich kids, snobby, and capable of treating us ?lower-class? kidslike pure shit. They were tall for girls in high school ? both. She pulled me hard into her car, and I had no choice but to straddle her. “Mmm … what -” She interrupted me with a heated kiss. I enjoyed massaging her tongue, imagining it was her clit. “I missed you, hun.” she said, as she allowed her eyes to travel over my body. “Mmm … how sweet you are. You wore my favorite shirt.” “Yes, I -” I stopped, as she slipped her hands under my shirt. “What are you doing?” “Don’t you worry about what I’m doing.” She laughed. “Keep talking.” “Well, as I was saying ….