’ He stuffed his face with his colossal fork full of pasta. I turned my head to look at Ryder who was about to eat his first mouthful. As I put it i... I saw the look come across his face… defeat. He looked at me and I plastered an eat shit smile on my face. ‘So do I know the recipe or not Ryder?’ I asked in a sickly sweet voice. He gulped. ‘Fine you know it.’ He whispered so low I barely could make out what he said. ‘Sorry what was that?’ I teased cupping my ear. ‘You know the fucking recipe.’. . Fuck my holes, my beautiful lovers... Fuck them good… “ she panted. Her head was thrown back, her gorgeous auburn locks flowing down her back and swaying side to side with her movements.I took my other hand, still heavily pooled with lube and started to stroke my raging hard-on while pouring a few more dabs down Sam’s crack. I tossed the lube onto the bed and massaged the lube all over her asshole, grabbing Lilly’s cock a few times in the process.Then I lined myself up, sliding my cock up and. Then he let go and began to lick me gently. I was feeling waves of pleasure washing over me, I had closed my eyes and was starting to feel as if I was getting closer to a beautiful orgasm. Then I felt the sensation end as he stopped licking me and just looked at my reddened cunt.“I can’t decide which I like best,” He told me, “Smacking it or licking it. I know you say it hurts when I smack you back and front but I think sometimes you like it as much as me making you cum afterwards?Do you like. “Mind if I sit with you?” There was something about her tone, although I wasn’t sure what it was. Fear? Hope? Or maybe I was reading too much into it. Maybe she was just nervous. I certainly knew how that felt.I shook my head and waved towards the empty seats, too dumbfounded to speak. In all the time we’d been in the same school, I couldn’t recall ever having a single conversation with Clarissa Liddington. It wasn’t done. I was a Townie after all.There were two very clearly defined cliques at.