I was surrounded by his body, his hands on my front, and his hard body behind me. It was dark so my other senses had taken over and it was amazing the...increase in arousal. I was literally dripping and crying out for his touch, but he kept his hand on my stomach, rubbing back and forth, while his other hand played with my nipples. I needed to touch him, to give pleasure to him and my body was already screaming for him to touch me, my clit felt so swollen as to be painful and each second seemed. Reading? I was reading so far above age level that nobody bothered. I only had to listen to what the teachers wanted us to dig out of the books and I could lay it out for them.Derek’s like that, too. The difference is that I see it as one who’s experienced it.I was admitted to Auburn with scholarships. Those sort of went away when Mom and Dad and Derek had the wreck. Now, Dad reached from his grave to push me back into college, and part of that path will be in the seat of this little airplane.. "No, not so rough."He told me.I didn't like being told no."But I have to have you...!"I replied, the desperation creeping into my voice.My hands were now gripping tight a clump of the duvet by the sides of his body.I must have got a bit too enthusiastic when I dug my nails into him as we both looked down at his chest to see just a little pinprick of blood. He pulled me to the side of him, making me get off him as he then stood up to look in the mirror.I stood up too. He wiped the little red dot. “Is this too big?” I asked, palming my sausage. Danielle planted her eyes upon my swollen mushroom head and stated, “I’d love to suck on that for you.” I waved my hand in a complimentary motion. “By all means...” Danielle leaned over the center console of my car and stuffed the whole of my meat inside her pie hole, deep-throating my shaft with great ease. As far as giving blows was concerned, Danielle wasn’t too bad. She didn’t offer up the best skull that I.