“Please call me,” she begged, as she headed back to the driver’s seat in her Cherokee. “I promise I will do the right thing.”“I know you w...ll,” I replied, jokingly adding that “I know where you live.”I headed off to work, not giving the incident, another thought. At lunch, I found the crumpled-up piece of paper in the front pocket of my jeans. I stared at it for a few seconds, then dialed the number. Charlotte answered the phone on the first ring.“Are you OK?” I inquired without saying who I. Finally the girl came up for air. "You hadn't planned on doing that, did you?" Aaron asked rhetorically. "Still think kissing can't make you hot and bothered." Fuck no! I can see why Mom is worried. I'd do just about anything to keep a boy kissing me like that. You've convinced me that I'm not letting anyone French kiss me but you Aaron!" Umm, I'm not exactly sure that was the message I was trying to get across," Aaron protested."Shut up and kiss me some more!" Samantha demanded. Aaron obliged. And believe me for the first time I had seen a lady whose juices were gushing out with this pressure. I drank most of it. I was also about to explode but I told her to stop because I wanted desperately to fuck her. I pulled out my cock and placed it on her cunt. Smita: please jaldi karo ab aur na tadfaoo. Me abhi lo meri jaan. And I thrust my cock in her cunt She was too hot inspite of the ice treatment. I just started fucking in slow movements and she clasped her legs around my bask. We two. He moved it around my hole for a minute then, OMG. The round thing pushed in me what felt like a couple of inches. My insides felt like they were being filled, but the pain wasn't too bad. How's that, he said. My heart was pounding, catching my breath I asked what it was. Leaning across my back he kissed my shoulder and said, it's my dick. This is wrong I thought, It's dirty. After a few seconds he pushed in me a little more. The pain was going away, and it started feeling good. He pulled out.