Or worst of all, started to hate me!” “But we said we wouldn’t write…” I began to protest but he cut me off. “You said YOU wouldn’t, rem...mber?” he chided me, smiling. “I hoped when I wrote to you that you would... well, never mind.” There was relief in his voice. “Do these tears mean there really are no regrets; we’re still friends even after all that happened?” In response, I raised my face to his and after three interminably long weeks, joyfully kissed the boy I had fallen in love with. It. Up untill now, not even a finger had entered my ass! and now he was talking of shoving that huge tool of his up my back door!I started to protest, but he just stayed silent and gave me that look that told me I better do as he told me or be sorry.. so I gave in!I was still down on him, and started sucking his tool again, this time feeling it swell inside my mouth. It actually gave me a feeling of power, untill he pulled my hair back, and simply said "it's time!"He instructed me to position. Which was ofcourse exactly what he had tried to do even if it wasn't advertised assuch and he didn't even bother to try and deny it. He just didn't careand the smirks and jibes went almost unnoticed which strangely causedthem to lessen but he didn't notice that either. He wasn't sure how it happened but he'd started to wear a bra and pantsunder his school uniform; pantyhose as well if it was cool though he keptsocks on too so no-one would notice. He thought the camisole would bemistaken for a. Are you Jack?" She stuck her tongue out and touched the tip to the very top of his penis, which instantly filled to near bursting with blood. Her tongue tip sought out his pee hole and she wiggled it back and forth, as if trying to push her tongue inside. Jack moaned at the sensation and tried to look down at what she was doing, but he couldn't see past the white cast over his chest. "This isn't like you Kathy. Why are you doing this?" "If you want me to stop Jack, all you have to do is tell me.