Ryan moved forward. It was either that, or have his dick ripped off.He saw her reflection in the mirror; Ms. O’Negai’s red hair was plastered to h...r forehead, her lips open and panting as he pushed harder against her entrance. Ryan felt his hands grip her hips tighter, instinct overcoming reason. Do it, a harsh voice in his mind groaned. She wants it. Take her.“Hurry!” she pleaded, pushing back against him.No man could have resisted that plea, full of lust and frustration, let alone a 14 year. I settle even further onto his face and my bum cheeks open out and seem to melt over his cheeks. My whole crotch is now poured over his mouth and nose and I can feel his breath going through the panty material and up my vagina. I slide back and forth rubbing my business end against his face, then get ready for his main treat. I reach down to each side of my panties and slowly undo the tie-sides, letting the back and front of the panties fall away onto Harold’s head. The gusset is still between. But calling said admiration for such a darling magician obsessive? You don't know. You don't want to. You can't, actually, since you are too busy.............being in love.Unfortunately, all romantic love stories have to come to an end. At least this imagined one.You will never know how or why this happens. Only that it happens.On a lonely 7 pm evening, you find yourself sitting on your blue chair, staring at your screen, looking for stuff to fap to on DeviantArt. And you don't feel. My shorts where obviously all the way down to my ankles. I had my hand cuffed around my hard cock, I was making slow strokes to the magazine. The new girl tried to get a good view of what I was doing. She finally got a good view and saw what I was doing. My window was creaked open just a little bit when I heard a little laugh. The laugh startled me and I fell of my bed. When I got back up I pulled my pants down and looked threw the window, I saw the door move shut as she just ran out of it. I.