She laid face up on the bed. I had no other choice but to turn with her because She was pushing my head into pussy. I had to break out of there. I sta...ted to kiss all the way to her boobs and sucked her nipples so hard and bit them. She was so horny at that time. She started to beg " please fuck my pussy I will do anything you ask me". I said " anything?". She replied, "yes anything". It was so so important to me because I had plans for her. She put her arms around my neck. I was on top of her.. This was when I was schooling and my dad was posted there. The company wherein my dad worked provided us with a house with a long balcony which actually connected 4 apartments on the same floor. The rest of the apartments were occupied by other manager-uncles who were my dad’s colleagues.I studied in a school which was at a 10 minutes’ walking distance. I had devoted my weekend break to secretly admiring the aunt who lived in the house after our neighbours. A fairly thin lady with great boobs. He wasn't around, not even in his bedroom. I plopped down on his bed and thought about Shasta fucking Sugar, and my pussy began to twitch something awful. I slipped my hand down my jeans and rubbed my pussy through my panties. It was then I looked up and saw that Tommy had crammed something behind the bookshelf that he had built over the headboard. I reached up and pulled at it and it came out. Several its came out. Magazines. And the covers showed... Oh! My! God! They showed naked men. Beep! Beep! Michelle’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by the impatient member of the church behind her. Michelle mouthed the word, ‘Sorry’ into the rearview mirror, double-checked for traffic, and pulled out when all was clear. Five minutes away from her apartment, Michelle’s cell phone began to play an elevator-music version of Jay-Z’s hit single, ‘Dirt off Your Shoulder.’ Instantly, she knew who it was on the phone, each of her friends and family members had their own special ring so she.