"Terry felt his heart begin to race and he began to feel the familiar tingling in his balls."Sure, whatever you want," he responded as he headed out t... his bike.Megan took the bag and went to her room and opened it. It contained a stunning black silk garter belt and a pair of black seamed nylons. She put them on and then looked at her reflection in the mirror and got excited by what she saw.Her long legs looked even better clad in the black filmy material. She continued to dress and check her. I tried to pull back but he had me secured in place. The spit pooled in my mouth as I tried to look up at him with my eyes beginning to tear up. His head was tilted back, savouring the deepness, until he suddenly looked down at me, realising he was holding me there and released his grip. I gasped for breath, smiling as the spit spilled down my chin and onto my chest below. He braced against the wall, supporting himself as I guided him in and out again. The second time I took him deep into my. " Well," Mindy continued, looking at Cindy, "I was gonna say that if you needed any help, just look us up, but if you're hooked up with Passion Flower here..." Don't call me that," I interrupted, shifting under her arm, "Or I'll have to hurt you." Oh. My. God. Had I just mouthed off to an upperclassman girl who probably could beat me to a pulp without even breaking a sweat? I suddenly wanted a hole to hide in. I saw James out of the corner of my eye and held my hand out to him. He was almost. "You can hurt me as much as you want."How badly did I want to hurt Carol? A lot.In any way possible? Maybe... As long as it didn't cause any real damage...Why? Because I cared about Carol. A lot."I want to fuck your brains out..." I started saying while I begun guiding her up and down again, slowly, not going too deep in, "...hurt you, feel you, use you..." she closed her eyes and started moaning softly, her little mouth opened into an "O", "...but most of all I care about you. I need to know.