‘I can’t… I need…,’ I panted. ‘Tell me,’ he commanded and looked into my eyes. I panted through my haze of lust. ‘Take me, make me you...s, make me cum,’ I managed to whisper. ‘Yessssss,’ he hissed and kissed me hard, forcing his tongue inside my mouth. I opened willingly and gave him what he wanted from me. My lust, my desire, my burning need to cum all over his cock and grind my hips to his underneath him. His hips shifted and he rammed himself inside me, sliding in and out so easy, I was so. Hecouldn't even follow simple orders right... he really was just aworthless little Pawn after all. He flung back his head and buried hisface in his hands.And that was when he felt something tickling the back of his neck.Halting his pity party for just a second, the youth reached up to grabat his neck and his fingers caught hold of... hair? That couldn't beright. All Pawns were required to keep their hair in short and managablebowl cuts. He gave a tug, and let out a squeak of pain. Yep,. Vo ataa lene k liye juki maine fir apna lund gaand pr sta diya. Vo khdi ho gayi. Mai dar gaya. Boli aman ye kya chuba tha mere back pe. Maine bola k aunty kuch v nhi. Aunty lobby mai pronthey bna k le k ayi . Pr mera dhyan to aunty ki chuchio pr tha .Aunty mere sath aakr beth gayi. Or hum baate karne lage. Vo puchne lagi k tumari kli gf ni hai. Maine bola lehle thi pr ab nhi hai. To vo boli k bna lo koi gf. Maine bola k aap hi ban jao meri gf. Vo boli htt sharam ni ati tumko. Mai bola sachi. This wasn’t much of an issue for most girls, but Margie also had a proclivity for short skirts. Many times Jason had seen Margie’s panties peeking out at him because her round backside was barely contained by those mini skirts.“Well, at first, I thought about how disgusting it was and maybe getting you to pay me not to tell anyone,” Margie said. “The more I look at it though, the more I’m calling bullshit on the whole thing.”“What are you talking about,” Jason asked.“There’s no way your cock.