Her heavy chest recoiled and sprang up with each new hasty step as her eyes frantically scanned the surroundings, but honestly, she knew that no matte... what, if she saw someone theyd definitely see her as well. Even without anyone around, she still suffered the thought that someone COULD be looking at her and that brought the virgin, inexperienced star athlete to a point beyond being uncomfortable. Her curly hair remained in form as it wetly nestled along her angular, prominent back, slipping. I was dead, in all but name. Little more than a walking corpse. My Queen changed everything. Tail wagging, I looked over my shoulder and smiled. Her eyes met mine and I shivered in fear. When she hunts me, I truly feel alive. Tonight, she’ll take me again. Her burning touch. Pain. Pleasure. It makes no difference. An overwhelming explosion of sensations emanating from My Queen will ravish my soul. With a quiet whimper, I shivered again, this time with lust.Everyone stared at her. Flushing, I. "Ok, fine! You drive such a hard bargain. He likes when I drink too much, because that's the only time I let him fuck my ass." she said flatly. I almost fell out of my chair, but I was liking where the conversation was going. "I love getting fucked in my ass, but he sort of just jams his dick in me too hard at first, so with him, I need to be a little drunk. Wanna hear another secret?" “Of course I want to hear another secret. Tell me more!” I said, trying to sound calm and collected. “You. It felt great and she pulled it out just long enough to say, "No need to warn me when it's coming. I swallow. Just relax and let it fill me."There's no way to relax with the kind of pressure that was building, but I knew what she meant. Her hand slowly began to stroke a little bit faster and grip a little tighter. Her thumb used some of her saliva as lubricant while it slid on the underside in the special spot just below the tip. Her tongue and lips stayed on and around the head, pushing and.