My parents know where I'm at and if I'm not home soon they'll start to call me." I said in a stern, yet scared voice. As I again went to stand up, he ...ushed me down and punched me in the face full force. I was stunned for a minute and yelled as I flew back and my head hit the wall. It took me a minute to realize what even happened. Before I could realize, he was soon tying me up to his bed. My hands and feet were tied tight with slim rope. "STOP!" I screamed as he was finishing the left leg, I. ’ He kissed me again. I felt his fingers at the buttons on my top. Once he had pulled the last button open, I felt him run his hand up my torso, exploring, lingering, caressing. I arched my back at his touch, a low moan escaping my lips. His hands strayed lower, pulling my pajama bottoms off in one swift movement. I felt him bury his face in my pussy, I grabbed the back of his head and lifted myself into him as I felt his tongue start to explore. ‘Oh, god yes baby…OH GOD YES!’ I moaned. He. “I’m fine.” I bend at the waist and take you back into my mouth. A stirring deep in my pubis creates juices that flood to my core. I take a finger and dip it into my pussy, feeling the wetness and scoop some out of me. I bring the finger into my mouth and smelling the aroma elicits a moan from deep within. “May I have a taste, baby?” I repeat my actions but instead of reaching for my mouth, I seek yours. “Do I taste good babe? Is that the Coco goodness that you’re used to?” I asked. But it's a name only invoked by her mother in the most dire of circumstances. When her room is discovered to be a mess, when the dishes have yet to be cleaned, and worse yet, when her mother catches the teen's eyes lingering a bit too long on her fellow girls. Yeah, Kammi has her eyes on the girls, even if society isn't too keen on that just yet. She simply can't help it though, Kammi simply has her eyes on the fairer sex. Which, all things considered, isn't too bad. Especially when one.