She smiled and asked, “What are you looking at?”.Me: ” Of course you”.She: ” Dont do that”.Me : ” I can’t stop myself”.She : ” You...are hurt, and now acting being a poet”.Me:” If its you cleaning my wounds, I would daily get injured”.She stood up , smiled and asked any other place, where hurt.I showed her d wound on my knees.“Oh God! What do you do”Now she was gently touching my knees and applying savlon. She accidentally poured some of it on my thighs. I think it was nt accidental, it was doing. Because you knew it was wrong here...” She lifted a hand and tapped her finger against his temple. Then she moved her hand down and placed her palm over his heart. “And here.”Wish I’d just minded my own god-damned business, Tom thought. If he had only ignored the whimper he had heard, he wouldn’t be in the mess he was in.He could have gone home – as planned – none the wiser. Instead, he witnessed the head coach fucking a senior cheerleader sprawled on his desk, and spraying cum all over her.. Still! They'd really enjoyed it though. Itastonished Zoe that Tommie could go to Mass, and Bethand Claire to the Landon Chapel, and come back to torture poor Zoe like this! In fact, when Zoe hadinadvertently called Claire a cunt, Tommie had rubbedsome hot pepper in Zoe's mouth citing Proverbs 10:31:"The mouth of the just bringeth forth wisdom:but the forward tongue shall be cut out." All this, and that, after last night, when Beth and herboyfriend had been fucking in one bed and Tommie had. It will mix with the water of the shower- With her shoulders against the wall and her legs spread, Amanda pushes her pussy somewhat in my direction. I am sitting on my knees and reposition myself to have my face right under her pussy. I can see her lovely pussy lips that are spread open. I have a nice view of the inside of her pussy, which excites me a lot. -I will start to pee- , Amanda says a little bit nervous. The first small drops of pee fall down right into my mouth. We both crossed a.