I told her to sit down and tell me what was on her mind. This time was different. She wouldn't even meet my eye. I had to find out what the problem wa.... I had started to care a lot for this little American Indian girl, and I didn't like what I was seeing. She finally, after many minutes of very strong shyness, admitted that she had started to have some odd feelings for me. I had found out in earlier conversations that she hadn't the faintest idea what sex was about. These things can't help but. . and maybe just run me through, lol. wish me luck! ;)Steve’s eyes boggled, almost falling out of his head. The sight of Amber’s blonde hair as she bobbed up and down on his cock was almost more than he could cope with. He wasn’t the kind of guy who got head at all, let alone from a hottie like her... When the blonde girl had walked up to him after class, Steve had looked around, confused. He’d never so much as spoken to Amber in his life - he knew her name, of course, everyone did. She. And I knew it would happen, too, because the first time we had phone sex he got me so aroused that I actually had two orgasms. But I’ll tell you about that some other time. Especially since multiple orgasms are rare for me, even with real flesh and blood lovers. Anyway, for the next twenty minutes he talked. A low, deep, sensual voice. Telling me what he was doing to me and what he was going to do to me, reminding me that I was the heroine in his story and that he really was touching me when. She could sense that bruises would grace both arms and wrists afterwards. Fighting through the haze of orgasmic lust, she hoped for the release to come. Hoping the frustrating wait for orgasm would reward her with the energy it was promising.He pushed his prick between her cunt lips, thrusting his entry once the head was in. The heat surged upwards from her groin, not yet breaching her chest and throat. She pulsed against his cock, hoping for each pistoned join to throw her over, glad of the.