I went to his house the day before "the incident"."Ron, open up I need to talk to you." He came to the front door wearing a pair of black levis, no sh...rt no shoes; just 200 lbs of 6ft 3in muscle crammed into a pair of levis that looked like he painted them on. I felt a tiny little itch at the bottom of my stomach. He looked me over, his eyes lingered on my heavy tits and short skirt. I knew when I put it on that he was going to flip it up and ask to fuck my ass, in fact I was counting on it. As. I wanted her to come down and see me with my shirt off wearing just a basketball short. And yes nothing underneath my basketball short.Sure enough I heard her coming down the steps and I popped in my headphone as an excuse why id didnt hear her. She came closer and asked if I wanted mashed potato or baked? I noticed her stare at my stomach and her eyes shifted to my package. She snapped out of it and asked me gain what I wanted.She went back up and continued to cook. I decided to go up and take. ..” Stephanie explained, embarrassed. “Last time I tried to—”“Ugghh!” Aghast, Kelly dramatically yanked her purse from where it leaned against the wall and plopped it between them, opening it wide and beginning to dig for appropriate beauty products.“Uh... you’re not going to...?”“Shhh,” Kelly huffed dismissively, raising a palette of foundation to match shades against Stephanie’s pale skin. “So, you’re telling me guys aren’t hitting on you like, all the time?”“N-no. I’m not around them. Before you can think anymore about it, his mouth locks onto one of your sensitive nipples, licking, sucking, biting, making you moan. Then a finger pushes hard on your clitoris, feeling like a small electric shock as a mini orgasm hits you, making you drip with excitement. You feel your sweats and panties being ripped down to your ankles as you are pushed forwards, your hands being pulled and held behind you. You feel a hard cock against your lips, pushing, you instinctively open your mouth as.