Tell me, why are you so fascinated with my cock?”“Because you're going to fuck me, that's why. My pussy is waiting for it, no, my pussy is begging...for it. Because it's going to break my cherry. It's going to make me a woman in every sense, that's why.”Willow's determination was strong. I now had the distinct feeling I would be fucking her before the day was over. She was starting to have that effect on me. I felt my cock stiffen, she was probably right, I would be fucking her. Damn, I didn't. He left me there and I felt the breeze of the room on my exposed asshole as I waited. I felt a hand wrap around my cock and start jerking me off. It was soft and little so I could tell it was the twink's hand and not the hockey player. I started to feel some warm breath on my ass as the twink inched his face closer and closer to my hole. He hesitantly licked it. I'm not sure if he was trying to emulate what I had done to him by teasing his hole or if he was just genuinely afraid to rim me, but. The moment of serenity was only served to catch his breath and to givethe illusion that it was over, which made it even more painful torture,now that instead resumed.- These excuses are disgusting - she said - are not truly repented, youhave not yet understood the gravity of your gesture.Emmanuel looked at her.Her gaze was so cruel, had no mercy.Yet all I could think of was the boy:- You really felt hurt by the fact that I have not made a part of mysecret?She frowned.Then let him, .- Really. I go straight to my special spot at the bar, and wait, heart thumping – will She show tonight? Who will it be? Then She’s there, in a minidress so short my penis starts to force its way upwards in my pants and I pull the material out at the front to allow it to spring upright. She walks along to the little raised stage and my knob is pulsating urgently as I watch Her move in the little dress, Her legginess and swaying hips mesmerising me already. I get into position, pressing gently up against.