I wrapped my arms around him and hooked my ankles together behind his back and we were in a cocoon. Our whole world was centered on my womanhood. Our ...ntire concentration was on our passionate adoration of this, the most intimate of acts. His relentless fucking of my young body seemed to last for a long time. I never wanted it to end. Each breathtaking stroke sent awesome messages to the center of my soul making me yearn for the next penetration. Deep in my body I could sense the beginnings. He alternated this with stimulating my clitoris gliding my own juices over the top of my bud and sweeping his other hand around the inside of my thighs. God it felt amazing. I reached down and gently pulled his cock and ran my hand up and down it’s length in an attempt to keep him hard. Not that he needed it by looks of things. He planted his lips on my right nipple sucked and gently bit it, then did the same to the other. It all felt so incredible, and the little stimulation he’d given me was. “Still just a babe,” Tera smiled warmly, carefully letting my foot drop to the floor, “still weak and afraid and looking for answers. I have the answers you want, boy; let me give them to you.” “Brandon?!” Angela screamed in my ear, “Brandon?!” Her words seemed distant and faded, as if she were calling from a mountaintop. Tera’s hand slid up my leg, her fingertips never leaving me, never giving me a chance to break from their lustful prison. She knelt between my legs as her other hand curled. " Lisa and Bill set me up with a, a..." NO." Defiantly. "I am NOT a hooker." Well, then, what are you?"She looked away for a moment, then looked directly into my eyes and said, "You were wonderful last night." Bullshit!"Well, now you know I was not in my right mind. I mean, if I was normal, I would have gladly accepted that statement from any girl and looked for ways to be 'wonderful' again today. But today seemed to not be my day for acting normally."Look, I know how much I had to drink and I.