Words like fire burning in her eyes, ‘rape, whore, prostitute, used up’, that was her. That was who she was now. Her bangs plastered against her f...rehead as she wept focusing with all her might not to cry aloud. More than anything else, she just wanted to be in Phil’s arms, to tell her she was sorry, and for him to tell her it was okay.There, at last, she caught her breath. Phil. Maybe it could be okay. He loved her, she loved him. He could take her away from all of this. They could go anywhere. Her light brown hair seemed to radiate, and hung well past her shoulders; her blue eyes were soft and gentle, her tits were not huge, but firm, and her ass was as tiny as any he had ever seen. She was softly spoken and kind-hearted, but in bed she was uninhibited and wild. At least, she had been. They got on great, but lately, Mark had noticed that she turned back sex more and more often. And when they did do it, she seemed to not have the same passion she had had over the past few years.One. It was three weeks after school had returned, and Josh was doing his usual Monday afternoon performance in the locker room, regaling a bunch of squad members with the weekend's lurid escapades. If half of what he ever said was true, not even a Mother Superior would be able to resist his charms. I think the only reason why nobody called bullshit on his fantastical tales was the pure entertainment value, and the fact that he had a fairly large cock which he often paraded around the locker room.. He licked furiously at her fanny as she felt the orgasm rising in her mature body. his hands were feeling her all over and squeezing her tits as she screamed she was cumming and let out a torrent of her juice all over his face. her body shuddered with the after shocks her face contoured in what looked pain but was pleasure. she raised herself off his face and slid down his body until she reached his still cock. she wanted it inside him it looked and tasted good now shd wanted to feel how good.