.. putting intense pressure on my clit. Then he stops with it buried in me to the hilt. His hands are on my tits... squeezing ... stroking... twisting...the nipples. This continues for several minutes until my hips begin to move slowly.. sensuously.. up and down... inviting him to begin fucking me."Ready?" Oh yes! GIVE IT TO ME!"The fucking is intense. Hard! Deep! My tits are jarred back and forth with every thrust. I hear myself grunting each time the hard cock head thuds into the bottom of my. "You horny bitch! I bet you're going to love it when I ram this fucker up you and tear that pussy apart!" he said giving her ass a firm slap, watching a lustful look cover her face."I might and I might not!" I bet you will, cunt!" he growled, giving her hair another pull, but this time he held it and walked towards the baggage claim area, dragging her beside him. If this sexy girl liked it forceful, he'd be more than happy to comply.Julie was in heaven and she couldn't believe how good it felt. Her hips widened slightly, but just enough to define femininity. Entering high school when she was not yet thirteen, her chest development was non-existent until the summer before her final year. What was undeniable was that she was the prettiest girl in the entire school, certainly one of the prettiest girls to have ever attended Cullman High, and from the very first week of her first year, she was a member of the Cheerleading team. It could not have been any other way!There were some boys in. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had wrestled with the traditional image of myself bringing her a present of some sort… chocolate in a heart shaped box with a huge bouquet of roses perhaps? But I know Miranda well, and know she hates ‘mushy’ acts like that, which was fine for me because I’m too self conscious to do something like that in the first place. The day itself didn’t seem to want me to come outside, which I should have taken as a goddamn sign. High breezes used javelin rain drops to sting.