That set me to bawling again. It felt like he'd just hit me hard with an invisible knife.I didn't cry quite as long as the last time and when I stoppe... I choked out, "H ... ho ... how d ... di ... did you know I was thinking of that?" If you were engaging in the foolish fantasy of mass murder but were aware enough to know it was a futile thought then you were thinking about suicide too," He told me flatly. His statement ripped open another scar in my psyche and I cried some more. Not too much. Totally awesome.“You’re good, Laura,” he said, holding on to her shoulder and firmly inserting his dick in her sweet mouth over and over again, thrusting slowly. “But I want you bad. I like you bad. And I know that deep down, you’re a bad girl who likes it rough.” With those words he tightened his hand in her hair till her forehead reddened. He grabbed her shoulder with his other hand and, without warning, rammed his entire length into her mouth. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxLaura’s eyes. She's always been interested in how the brain operates, and how it could be influenced in order to make people better (she would always talk about making men act less creepy, making politicians listen to their constituents, etc). She is about 5'7, has long brown hair, and wears glasses. When I were in middle school I used to get caught staring at her supple, lovely-shaped tits a lot, which embarrassed me greatly, even now (even though I admittedly still look when I can get away with it). She. Knowing that I would orgasm soon if he continued his skillful finger and oral stimulation, I pulled his face from my tit and told him I wanted to be fucked. “And very hard,” I added. He moved up and over me and between my legs and eased his huge cock into my cunt. I had never felt so full in all my life. He fucked me slowly and then gradually picked up the pace. Soon he was pounding my pussy as the bed squeaked with the weight of our bodies, now immersed in sweat. I soon.