When she feels the right sync, she pushes her fingers harder in and against her pussy. Rarely does she let out a moan, suppressing her cries for the f...nal moment when she climaxes. In her mind, she pictures it happening – being bonded tightly, unable to move as he is on her, who he is, she doesn’t know, doesn’t care. Wanting everything to be pleased, but not telling him what she wants him to do to her since she asked him to gag her. The gag is in her mouth as she bites down hard on it, her eyes. He threw his bathrobe off and, naked, crawled onto the foot of her bed. He began to lick up the insides of her lovely legs.Those legs seemed to be quite a lot fuller than they had been when he was finger-fucking the girl earlier in the evening.She tossed in her sleep, murmuring.The boy tongued his way up to the apex of her thighs and began to eat her cunt. Spreading the folds open with his fingers, he rooted into the creamy cuntslit with his tongue as his lips sucked on her fuckhole.Claire woke. I really hope this isn't going where I think it's going. I hath already screwed up by telling her of thine fondness for her. I can't afford for this to get any more complicated. "You will when you're older," I said calmly. "With you?" she asked happily. "...Uh..well by then you'll probably have a nice boyfriend or something. A person you love very much." "I don't want a different boyfriend." "A...d-different boyfriend. I can't be your boyfriend. I'll go to prison," I. Or did you come here just to look at some fine-ass cheerleaders?" "If I want to look at a fine ass, I'll look at yours. Twice as hot, half as bitchy." "You implying I'm bitchy?" "It's part of your charm. You know, fiery latina, blunt and straight to the point, snarky and just bitchy enough to be cute without being annoying." "So you're saying I'm cute." Edward sighed dramatically, faking a small frown as he met her gaze as if it were hard for him to say it "Fine. Beautiful, smoking hot, a total.