We'll make out all right, and have them around for a while." Well, just so long as you're not buried in them for the next ten years," Mike said. "I wa... talking with Fred Linder over in Warsaw a week ago Sunday about it, and he seemed pretty pleased with it. He said it's solving his Christmas present problem, too." I can't believe Christmas is almost here," George replied. "Kids'll be out of school the day after tomorrow, and it seems like they just started school." God damn it," Ryan Clark. Does it look like I really have a choice? I asked, un-amused. Damon grinned and tore my body from the small bedroom, doubling as a changing room that night. I cringed as I was whisked away through the house. I could feel every eye on me as Damon led me forcefully through the rather large home. It seemed like the house stretched for miles on end as I was led through corridor after corridor. Finally, we stopped. Damon had led me to yet another closed door, in a house that seemed to be full of. They had invited me to their annual Fourth of July celebration. Meg is my college sweetheart, and we hadn't seen each other in nearly two months, so I was anxious to be with her again. That wasn't the only reason I wanted to be there, though. I was hoping that the weekend would finally be the right time for Meg and I to sleep together.Meg's 18 (almost 19). She and I had met back in January during the Spring semester at college. She was a brand new freshman, and we happened to run into each. This super-energetic humping on Freddy's part only lasted for maybe 20 to 30 seconds or so, before Freddy made one final very strong deep thrust, which actually lifted me up onto the balls of my feet and caused me to let out a short, loud, totally-involuntary, high-pitched squeal.Then Freddy kept his hips pressed forward, as he simply held his penis very still inside of my vagina. My hands were squeezed flat in between our two tightly-pressed-together pubic bones, and I remember the feeling of.