I rub my cock on her vulva all over, swirling it around her hole and back up over her clit. She arches her back and moans every time I rub over that. ... tell her to do it, guiding her tiny hand down toward the base of my shaft. She takes charge, jacking my cockskin back and forth, rubbing my cockhead right where she wants it. She took my on a tour of her crotch, starting with a couple times around her clit. Then she pushed it down through her wet and full labia. I thought she was going to put me. I do feel a little better once I get the hug fromKatie but I am still confused by my actions of last night. Was I reallyflirting with guys? I know I refused to dance with any of them but Ifelt compelled to be part of the conversation as we were sitting at thetable. And there were several guys hanging around our table all night. Ilook at the name on the napkin again, Derek, and I try and remember whichone he was. Why am I doing that I think. I don't want to think aboutguys. I have no. Her head rolled back as she went up from him, as near helpless as he had ever seen a woman get.He felt himself getting ready to ejaculate inside of her and sped up his thrust. Her thighs were squeezing his face as she screamed, "YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! GIMME THAT CUM!!! SHOOT ME FULL!!! I WANT IT!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!"Rick felt himself go over the edge. It felt in some ways like he was urinating, but much, MUCH, MUCH BETTER. He felt almost as if he were melting to go inside of her. She let go. I'm really sorry I thought we were good together but I think I just need some time to myself for a bit. We can still be friends if you want but as for a couple... I can't do it anymore." The tone of her voice held only some guilt maybe but nothing else.Just to clarify, Emily was my life. She was smart and beautiful and driven and we had the most fun together. I was going to marry her once we graduated college and her family was all on board. I had gone to Michigan for Winter Break for the last.