Reaching down she she slid a her finger into her tight cunt noticing how wet she was and feeling horny she snapped a couple pics of her playing with h...rself. She slipped into her new lingerie checking to make sure her breast were held up just right. Spinning around to take a look of her ass giving it a light squeeze satisfied by the way she looked. She started to slip her jeans back on leaving the lingerie underneath her followed by her top. She checked herself in the mirror “Perfect” she said. We break our kiss and I step back from you and lean against my desk. You reach out for my belt and undo my pants. In one smooth motion you drop my pants and underwear to the floor. My hard cock springs out and is just inches from your face. Your little hand reaches out and grabs it by the base.“I love this huge fucking cock!” you say as you slowly lick the head. I love watching you as you slowly start to take my cock into your mouth. You look up at me with those beautiful eyes as you bob up and. Every so often, the television would tell a story about them. I didn't know what their life was like until Mr. A hooked me up with one of them for the weekend.Her name was Keesha and she belonged to a pimp named Diamond Doug. It was a stupid name and he knew it, laughed about it. A stupid-assed white man's name, he'd say, then laugh again. Mr. A delivered me himself, six o'clock Friday night. I shuddered as we drove into the neighborhood. Most of the businesses were abandoned. The ones that. Took her long enough. It really kinda hurts me though as I connect what she's talked about as the bad effects of a small town with how I act together. I'm that girl who's willing to throw myself at a boy I only partly like and be unhappy when I get him. I go a step further than mom with her theory, the reason why I do this is because I crave physical touch. I want sex. I want it so badly I can hardly stand it. I can't do that though. I can't. 05/20/---CI am so proud of myself, instead of.