Her crotch and crack were scrubbed clean with her skirt. Since her hands were shaking too badly to handle the buttons, hooks and zipper, they mocking...y helped her back on with her sperm sodden clothes, minus the bra and panties, feeling her up and groping her freely in the process, making sure that she looked and felt like trash. Her sopping, clammy school uniform clung to her body, giving her a see-through wet t-shirt look. Max mussed her sperm soaked hair, reached under her skirt and gave. She seemed a little giddy, standing at the door, watching him work, not wanting to leave, looking over his big strong workman's body. He must be 6' 3" over 200 lbs. Huge strong rough hands, large shoulders, a little rough looking in the face, tanned, long dark beard and those steely gray eyes.He turned, looking at her, up and down her body, a smile on his face, "It's ok, I should be able to fix it, I'll tell you when it's done if you have something else to do"She loved the way he looked at her,. She wasn’t crazy about whatshe saw.“I wish I was as pretty as Sharon. Or Angela…” she thought. “Atleast I have nice hair. And eyes.” Danielle, low on self-esteem, failed to appreciate herself.She was an adorable budding beauty, the type of girl of whom it issaid: “Soon she’ll be breaking hearts!” Her golden-tanned skin, stillfree of pubescent blemishes, complemented long, shiny blonde hairtrailing halfway down her back. Long bangs. Now I knew. I held her tight. And I felt my cock starting to grow. I had just learned to hate Mr. Drake, and I was feeling strong feelings for Dana. I wanted her. I didn't have to do anything. I had been wondering what I needed to do to get Dana to make love to me. It happened very suddenly. I felt her hand on my boxers. Then she reached into the opening and fished out my hard cock. She started stroking it. "Is this alright, Eric? I've never done this before. All Charles ever did was stick his.