..please....I can't take this....much longer....I need...to cum" trying to make a complete sentence while gasping for air from the pleasure.He stops f...r a moment, smiling. “Do you want to cum? Then you will have to taste your own wetness first!” He steps back and strips off his own clothes then returns to his place. He rubs the head cock against my slit, wetting it, and then bringing it to my mouth. Him rubbing his cock on my pussy causes me to squirm even more. I gulp again. I'm hesitant at. The beeping of my phone brought me to the realization that I was still holding the receiver off the hook.I hung up the phone and started remembering. Did he just tell me to meet him for a date tomorrow? And to ask me to wear revealing clothing, who does he think he is?I sat on my bed just thinking of his arrogance. I mean if he treated me this poorly on the phone, just imagine how rude he would be if we met in person.But he was already expecting me to show up tomorrow. Damit, I wish I hadn't. The Train arrived and Harry got off holding hands with Jane and I was happy about that too because she has visited us before and I do like her very much. Harry and Jane both have summer jobs in the city and live in a complex with two other girls. They both attend the university -- Jane is 22, a year younger than Harry.“How is everything on the farm, Nan? Did Mom hire that extra hand to help out since I am not home?“Yeah, she hired a young guy for the summer and will see how everything works. Theresa would never forget this fucking as the room smelled of sex. "You fucking slut, I can smell your need all over the room. My whole bedroom smells of your whore scent!" It was the smell that only a long, deep fucking can give. She looked at me in the mirror with nasty bedroom eyes and said in a breathless tone, "Yes! I smell it! It smells so good! Shove that fat, beautiful cock up my ass, baby!" She continued pumping her ass hard against me saying, "Use me! Oh God, Mark, please use me!" I.