I cupped her face and told, “Your lips are mine to bite, I’ll chew them until they are swollen.” She kept looking at my face and replied, “Yes...sir, I’m all yours”.I went back to her neck and started giving gentle bites and in no time, I was able to see marks around her neck. She was such a delicate beauty.I moved back and sat on the bed. I asked her to strip and do a dance for me. She didn’t utter a single word and started stripping by moving her hips and hands in the air. I was so mesmerized. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable facsimile thereof. The places here are what I needed to make the story work and the distances do not pretend to be accurate, so draw a new map.Action: Hormonally charged fourteen and fifteen-year-old high school freshmen. Peer pressure abounds. Everything is new and exciting and scary. Who will still be a virgin at the end of the year?. Still, she looked forward to dinner with Garak in a way that she had not looked forward to anything, past or present, in years. What she could not foresee was how Garak was feeling at the same moment, that this was the first time in his five years of exile that he actually felt any sort of true happiness-even to the point of being happy he was trapped on this station even if it meant being a lowly tailor for the rest of his life if it also meant being trapped together with the very sort of. The feelings were building inside me, and it was as though I had no control over what was happening, and I had to come, whether I was ready or not. I seemed to go past a point where it was out of my hands, and an incredible orgasmic wave of pleasure built, up and built up, as I felt the roof of Tina’s sweet mouth on the tip of my cock, as her lips and tongue stimulated the rest and I said, “Tina, I’m coming! I’m coming!” as I involuntarily slapped the bed on both sides of myself, and I felt an.