Donna ran her hot palms across his ass and felt the wetness. With a murmur of pleasure, she opened her mouth wide, sucking in his balls through his sh...rts. Sucking the hot piss out of his shorts, swallowing, she gurgled wetly, her tongue licking at the same time. Releasing his balls, she scooted her open mouth up to where the head of his cock was pressing and pissing through his shorts. Closing her lips about the head of his prick, she sucked thirstily, her throat working with liquid. This is not a true story it is purely based off my imagination. I was a horny teenager.At the age of 17 i was 63 with a althetically built body.The girl i liked was small at around 55 with a toned stomach and abs.Id been wanting to get to know her for a long time but i never had the balls to talk to her.Even though i was seen as a fun and bubbly character i was shy but i tried to hide it by being over confident.I was kinda an outcast with only a few close friends but i was also friends with. It really isn't deserved, though. I'm just having a particularly good life and sharing it is half the fun. There's nothing amazing about that. Now," I said, and I kissed her cheek, "get to work or you're fired."She laughed, dried her eyes and exclaimed, "Bitch!"Then she kissed me and hugged me again and went to start supper.I took my new clothes upstairs and hung them up. Then I sat in the chair by my bedroom window and wondered if what people are saying about me is true. Am I different?. " Grace steadied herself on the doorway and was over the surprised police officer."Stop her, Dawkins," PC Tate cried out between painful yells and Terry dragged Grace away before the police could do it."He killed her," Grace yelled, straining at Terry's arms. "It's his fault," she shouted hysterically and he pushed her into the chair she had just come from.Terry looked into Grace's eyes and knelt down beside her, holding her hand. "It won't bring her back, Grace. It won't bring her back."Grace.