" "Heck! I don't care what any girls think!" "The first rule of being a girl is that girls must care what other girls think." The way the woman said i... sent a chill down Jesse's spin. "Catherine Lane!" The woman had her up on a step stool. "Don't worry. You won't have to undress. It's not going to have to be an exact fit." "Do I have to wear a training bra?" Jesse asked, trying to keep her eyes at the ceiling as the woman measured her chest. "I've been seeing the way you move about." "I'm just. She dropped down onto her knees and ripped open my buttoned jeans. My man meat flopped out standing to throbbing pulsating attention. As she wiped away her tears She took every single inch of my fat big 8"s. Gagging and forcing herself deeper and deeper onto him. Her eyes began to run again. I grabbed hold of the back of her head forcing myself into her with quick hard thrusts. Her one hand tried to stop me being so aggressive as her other was fingering and playing with her tight hole.After a. I swallow hard at the empty feeling but then a wetness is pressed against my mouth. "Taste good?" I hear him ask, smug and cocky.I open my eyes and stare hard at him. "You bastard. You fucking shit." Such mean words Miss Tiller." He chuckles, moving closer. "Didn't anyone ever tell you that words can hurt? I think I need to come up with a better use of that dirty mouth of yours."I glare at him, having a bad idea what he's up to. Here I am, shirtless, in a peeping bra, my underwear stripped away. “That…I don’t think I can move my legs at the moment.” She whispered when we broke off for air, and I laughed a little, stroking her cheek. I kissed her again, and laid beside her, waiting for her to catch her breath before we did anything. “Where…did you learn to do that?” She whispered. “Honestly? Porn. I know you can’t hold most of it to any merit, since almost all the time they’re full on faking it…but they did teach me what I needed to know.” “Well, thank God for porn.” She said with a.