“That’s it baby, let it go, you know you want it.” I ran my hands upher sides pulling her shirt up and off over her head. I kissed her breasts...and then kissed her lips. I kept saying all these sweet things to her.What I really wanted to say is I like fucking teen pussy.I couldn’t tell her while I was deep in her cunt I was pretending it was sweet Alifrom the clothing store. Stick my pole in your hole slut. I laughed to myself.I kept my thoughts, thoughts of Ali to myself as we swapped. I then manipulated my cock and balls until they protruded from the open gusset of the knickers. It was at this point that I felt a stirring in my loins, and my penis had certainly started to swell.Next came the basque. Positioning the garment on the bed, I painstakingly fastened the clips at the back. When all were secure, I lifted it by the delicate shoulder straps and stepped into the lovely piece of underwear. After I had eased it up over my hips, I positioned the straps so that they were. I can see your skeptical smile but it's true. My father is a Superman comics fan. My sister was christened Lois Lane Smith. She continued the joke be marrying a guy named Perry White. And who do I have the honor of addressing?" My name is Donna Ferguson." It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Donna. It's always good to know the name of my future child's mother." You seem to have forgotten that I have 999 other reasons for refusing you, Clark." Hang the reasons, Donna. Haven't you ever had. The clock is ticking, I thought. I'll be gone in sixty minutes and never look back. I've done it before and this time there won't be a scene. This time there won't be an angry confrontation or any of that emotional bullshit.That didn't mean that I wouldn't hurt for a while. I truly did love Shasta, but I could not abide cheating. I had no need for closure or any of that other two dollar psycho-therapy nonsense. I only needed distance and a fresh start.I dashed up the stairs and into the bedroom.