What’s ‘good’ for you means ‘dangerous’ for me. We do it with a rubber, and I'll make it really good for you. But, if you want it bare, you�...�ll have to find another girl.” Biting his lip, the man paused, then nodded, handing her the money.“Thanks, sweetie.” She quickly counted the bills before pushing the wad deep into her purse and setting it out of his reach. “Now, let me see your cock. I promise you’re gonna love this.”Mallory knelt on the seat, wetting her lips while the man unbuckled his. " I heard her and begged "Oh Please, please I need it I need it bad." I felt my body start to loose the bliss that had built up so strong. "Oh no, please, hurry, hurry I'm loosing it, for God sake I beg you please let me climax." It was to no avail I lost it and just as I did they where back, all the hands, all the fingers, the mouths. Going to work to torture my body to another peak. In my mind I was begging them not to stop. I started to loose it again and just as I was going to climax they. We were on our sides, facing each other.It wasn't like her to be sexually aggressive but I wasn't complaining. Being in the shower with her the day before had opened my eyes; she had been transformed into an untamed savage, taking what she wanted.Shirley held up her hand and I acknowledged that she was wearing the glove, indicating that I knew what it meant; she wasn't ready for intercourse.Grinning, she lifted the sheet and looked at my cock, frowning when she saw that it was limp."Doesn't it. I had dreamed of boys pawing me and sucking my tits. I felt my nipples getting hard."I'm pretty big you know." She told me. I'm ready and willing. I can take it, honest." I worked to keep my breathing normal, but I must admit I was frightened, maybe apprehensive is a better word. That's a good one isn't it? It was on last week's 8th grade spelling test.He pulled my t-shirt over my head and clamped his mouth to my left tit as I pulled down his zipper and fumbled in his underwear. I found his.