Shewould have a motive to help.Between classes, he slipped a paper into her locker that simply said."E-Mail at StansMaster @ Gmail.com if you want to ...elp me get the bulliesto leave everyone alone."I expected her to take days to get back to me. However, that night I hadan e-mail from her. It was what I had expected. "Who are you, and whatdo you want, and how do I know that you are not just making fun of me."My E-mail back was simple. "I am in need of a girl to teach the bulliesmanners. I. . Just as my eyes are starting to close you let go and remove your hand from my face, leaving me to gasp for air and cough for a few seconds... "Understand?" you ask. "Yes Sir," I reply with tears building in my eyes. Your fingers leaves my ass and moves up via my soaking wet cunt lips to my clit. You pinch it hard making me wince in pain. Straight away you start rubbing it, relentlessly, just in the right rhythm..... "Look at me, slut" you demand, "I can make you cum any time I like, little. I wouldn’t hurt you. It isn’t that bad. If you relax you can really enjoy it.”We continued kissing and he started moving his hands over my body again. All three of these guys are very good at that.As we kissed I reached down and put my hand around his hard cock. As I wrapped my fingers around it I thought to myself, “I can handle this. It is big, but not that big.”We kissed a little longer. He’s having the desired result. I’m getting turned on. Then he moved around behind me. I bent down and he. As Sam pulled up in front of my house, I asked him, “Do you want to come inside for a little while?”Sam considered my offer for a moment then answered back, “I can’t stay the night even though I would love too, but how about a cup of coffee. It will keep me awake for the last hour of my trip home.”“All right,” I answered as I dashed for the front door with my stockings and shoes in hand.Once inside, I got the coffee pot brewing and showed Sam into the living room. Once he sat down on the couch,.