As he started to cum, Mike broke the kiss…and his hands found Jenny’s tits, he squeezed and pinched her nipples hard very hard, making her scream ...oud, he loved that sound. A flood of teenage cum exploded in Sandra’s young body filling her tight cunt to over flowing…as the dirty blond slut who was ridding her face screamed. “Fill my little s****rs with your goo.” “God this k**’s a tight fuck.” Mike gasped as he shot load after load into her small body. Sandra screamed loudly, feeling him. I'm not saying I didn't get off on it too, but she was in control of her actions from the beginning to the end. Another thing, Sandy, she didn't need to be held down or forced. She always either asked for it to happen or else she gave her consent before things happened. She always was given the choice. In the fantasy you described, it sounds like you wanted to be forced into doing things. I could never be comfortable with doing that. Pretending to force you, I could do that if you wanted me to,. I heard scissors open and deftly slice my shirt from my body, causing a quiver of fear and excitement to run down my spine. Again the scissors cut, this time up each sleeve so my shirt fell from my torso to be lifted away as my other lover removed his hand from my back. Next, my feet were lifted, gently yet firmly, to rest on the shoulders on one lover sitting in front of me. His hands slid up my legs as my heels rested against his chest. Up under my skirt until he lifted my tight ass off the. Kevin had been burned by his old girlfriend and his self confidence was shot all to hell. ‘Are you majoring in photography?’ I asked. ‘I noticed that you were doing a lot of the set up work for Steve.’ ‘No, actually, I eventually want to become a photo journalist. Working with Steve is teaching me a lot about the nuts and bolts of camera work.’ Our drinks arrived and the waiter opened the premium tequila and poured out a shot for each one of us. Kevin signed the tab and gave him a tip then.