I first saw her when she had just moved in. Long, blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a smile that just melted me. I was eighteen and I’d had my share ...f girlfriends and so on, but no girl had ever turned my head like she did. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Perfect curves, tight shorts, and long, tan legs. Oh, Lord, help me! There was no denying I wanted her, but I couldn’t just walk over and pull her clothes off. I approached anyhow. “Hello, there, Miss,” she turned abruptly, probably startled. It was about a week before the summer break; last class of the sizzling hot day of June, pretty boring except for Sir Jacob. I surely was not imagining, rather it was a fact that I was catching his eye, every time I looked up. He smiled cheek to cheek every time and I was blushing for sure; no doubts at all but I just put my head down and carried on with the flow of the class. Less than a minute later, sir stood in the row next to mine; talking to a boy with his back towards me and his butt. I felt bad doing low end porn, but I knew it came with the territory, since not all films were high budget projects. I also picked up a couple of jobs that week doing two photoshoots, one on a beach and one in a car shop, and also an internet cum swallowing video. They all featured me as “Velvet Crush: Pregnant Black Whore” and I lived up to the moniker. My mom and I were going to be doing the Howard Stern radio show on the following week. He had interviewed me one time before, when I was an. "His mouth moved to her lips as his hand moved to the back of her head and rested softly on her hair. The first touch of her lips drew electricity out of the air and drove to their very souls. Her eyes flew open in amazement, and then closed in contentment. His lips moved with a slowness of one touching old dynamite. Soon her lips responded and mimicked his movements.When he parted his lips slightly, her tongue charged into his mouth looking for a mate. As their tongues became acquainted, his.