“What is it you plan to do with me?”The creature laughs. “As much as I’d like this to be my decision I have no part of this.”“I find that ...ery hard to believe.”“Oh it’s very true,” Angela says. “He is only here for his own personal amusement. As a matter of fact, not even Tancheres knows that we have you.”“You know, that’s a name I keep hearing a lot,” Spencer says.“And it is one you won’t need to worry about much here soon,” the other woman says.Spencer turns his head to regard the woman, and. Angie was the more demanding, eager to try a different position the minute the idea popped into her head. She enjoyed it, but was essentially impatient with fore- play. As soon as she felt her orgasm building, she wanted to come, and quickly. Angie wanted to be fucked hard and fast, egging me on if I slowed by rocking to a faster rhythm or digging her short nails into my ass. She paid little attention to my body, other than to pull me into the position she wanted and guide my dick eagerly into. No homecoming dances, no proms, no making out with a boy in the backseat of the car at the drive in during a movie.He was the "All American Boy." Captain of the boys basketball team. Drop dead good looking. A date with a different cheerleader every weekend. They all fell at his feet. They all became his conquests. He was her crush. She wanted him and no other. But she knew, he was way out of her league. He never gave her the time of day.I liked tomboys. I liked her. Her long legs, her. "Please!" I begged in a semi whisper. "Please let me cum!" My nipples felt like they were on fire. He curled his fingers upwards a bit, hitting my G-spot. "Yes!" I cried. It was like bells going off in my head and pussy. Mark quickly stroked his hand in and out, being sure to tickle my spot each time. I felt the wave coming. It was approaching, and I had to ride it. He stroked my cunt and worked over my nipple with his mouth. I panted and gripped the bed cover, as my hips bucked of their own.