I wasn’t sure why they were acting like a couple of schoolgirls, but I was about to find out. A quick study of my body informed me the collision wit... the vehicle had left me uninjured. However, my scrutiny also uncovered something else. I had a raging hard-on.I had no idea why I was so turned on when I had only just regained consciousness, but it didn’t matter. This was no time to think about sex, so I shifted my body to shield my rock-hard member. Perhaps it was only my imagination, but I. The boys are always flirting with me. But I'm such a twig. Hardly any tits, hardly any hips, and about two real hairs between my legs. When will I fill out, so older boys will be interested in me? I'm SOOO not interested in the immature kids my age. I'm going to be in eighth grade this fall. If I could just get a growth spurt or something this summer, maybe I could get a high school boyfriend!Jenny says high school boys expect a lot though. Not just French kissing. Touching. And they want you. The spasms in my pussy began to subside and relaxing slightly, I could feel his balls, that had been pounding my ass with each thrust begin to tighten and draw up to the base of his cock. I knew that feeling! He was going to bust a nut inside of me.I could not fucking wait! I needed to feel his climax within me to complete our union. Grinding on his dick, I coaxed it to fill me with cum.I felt his hips begin to shake and his strokes within me become long and slow. He groaned as his cock jumped. “Well, I’m sure any nude drawing of you would be sexy. I don’t usually do those at competitions, though. I can’t actually draw nudes on the court.”“It’s okay. We have a house,” Marsha said.“Here? Do you live here?”“We’re students here at ASU and members of a sorority. Other girls at the house might want some when they meet you,” Mary said. Some? Not a sketch? I didn’t want to offend them, but this was definitely outside my comfort zone.“I guess I could do it,” I said and was interrupted by a.