‘Don’t you DARE put this back on me! What I do with my-.’ She scoffed again and cut off as her tone dropped from pure rage to mocking disbelief....‘Wait, did you say ‘accident’?’ She laughed incredulously. ‘So you accidentally sucked Brad’s dick? Oh, and you accidentally went and fucked him and Matt the next day?’ Her laughter grew unnaturally loud. ‘Really? That is what you’re going with here? I think your history in that department shows that it’s usually not an ‘accident’ when you’re on your. Returning looking my best under the conditions, I did notice most the male eyes were watching me, looking at my nipples and dark skin under that blouse no doubt.We had a nice lunch and he drove me back towards my car. We stopped at one of the lookout areas and he got out the car . We stood there and he looked at me and said he wanted me. I was already passed the point of no return so I invited him to my apartment. We kissed some as he towered over me by a foot, he then held and applied pressure. "Eat me," she demands.like that wasn't going to happen...fucking starving for you, bitchKarne unceremoniously buries her face between her thighs, breathing in deeply the rich, sharp aroma. Her tongue licks flat and wide from top to bottom, bottom to top, drinking her wetness. Its tip finds the face of her large, swollen clit, her fingers its hooded shaft, and feels her body tremble and shake, as low guttural moans fill the room. She pulls away and runs two fingers up between the lips, wetting. But with even that, she learned her lessons like a good girl. She could tickle her throat and straddle the rod balls deep with the largest of cocks.....with exception of her asshole.It was with great glee that I discovered that a conveniently tardy essay and few missing pages from her textbook sabotaged her literature class. I did what most did, a light scolding for not reaching expectations followed by the optimistic pick-me-up so that her eagerness to excel would rebound.However, she knew the.