”“I love your cock inside me...”“What do you want bitch?”“Fucked... I need fucked...”“Yes you do bitch!” As he slammed his cock into...me. Then he pulled back and slammed into me again. The feeling was amazing and totally embarrassing at the same time. I’m a guy... and I begged him to fuck me... my best friend...I was confused until he start to fuck me with more of a pace... in and out... in and out... this is what it must feel like to be a woman. Helpless to resist my man... willingly submitting. She was one hot gal, friends! No guy at the Univ, could walk by without checking her out more than twice. I too, ofcourse, had hots for her. Even though she was inarguably the hottest gal around, she had very little ego for that. This thing instantly drew me to her. Stacey would smile at even those guys who would openly shame her assets aloud. I never ever got a chance to as much as say a “Hi!” to her. And then came my golden opportunity. “Ms.Fashionista” contest was to be held at our Univ, and. She sucked the vibrator's shaft. She inched her head back to rest her jaw, grimaced as the lassos tugged at her nipples. Damn that Louis Gilbert! The clever bastard! Always one idea ahead! She wondered how long she could last. Do not let go of the vibrator, Kellie!Don't you dare!Sweat glistened on her naked body. A drop slid down her forehead and into her eye. Kellie shook it away. She moaned as the lassos bit her nipples. God, that hurts! she thought. She looked out over the city, at all. I then fell to my knees, and with no regard for manners or tenderness, placed my hands behind her knees and pressed her legs back and open. Her pussy lips were firm and tight with a small landing strip of hair perfectly trimmed just above. After taking a moment to appreciate what was before me, I knelt and kissed her violently, full on her soaking box. She clawed and my shirt, eventually managing to pull it over my head and tossing it aside and my tongue fired relentlessly into her. Her hips.