I told her I heard her but this is what I wanted.She said, “Why would you want that? I don’t get it. Some other guy sticking his thing in me? Why ...ould you want that?”So I told her she had to figure out why for herself. Then I said, “Maybe it’s just because I want it, and you want to make me happy and that’s all there is to it.”She told me there’s no way it was ever gonna fuckin’ happen.I shut up at that point. She knew I wanted it. Every time we had sex after that, I didn’t say a fuckin’ word. ” She took a moment to decide where to sit, deciding to sit on his bed instead of the chair by the desk. He sat down beside her but it somehow made her feel “funny.” She liked the feelings she thought she was having although nothing had occurred at this point. They talked, openly, as she tried asking questions, and he answered her freely. “It’s kind of amazing how much weight you’ve lost,” she said as she eyed his body over. “Did you do anything special?” He smiled and thanked her, telling her. I stood still as his hands cupped my breasts and began to tweak my nipples.Not to be left out, Carl reached down and lifted the front of my skirt. His grin grew wider when he saw my tiny thong. He cupped my mound in his warm hand for a moment and then worked two fingers under my thong and right up into my pussy.He smiled at Brian and said, "I took her to a dance once. I didn't even get a goodnight kiss at the door when I took her home. I guess she's mellowed a bit since graduation."He looked. She grunted at his roughness, but then began moving her hips in time with the sawing motion of his finger. "You want to fuck me hard, don't you?" He answered with another finger, then a third, driving them in and out as she thrust her hips back up at them. "Well, that's what I'm here for, Captain. I'm here for you to fuck -- as hard as you want."With that invitation, John climbed between her legs and pushed his cock into the young whore's cunt. She adjusted her hips with a practiced motion to.