I gently lay on top of her and softly kissed her lips. I kissed her face, her neck, very softly. Amy's breathing quickened. Her skin was hot, as if sh... had fever. I took her hands in mine and kissed them. I sucked on her fingers and made love to her palms and wrists. I unbuttoned her shirt and took it off together with her bra. And I made love to her delicious young skin. I kissed her tummy and her sides. I sucked on her breasts. Amy breathed faster. Her hips were moving making small circular. Sure enough by the tone of his voice it was jimmy. Jimmy is a tall six foot two guy in his mid 20s with long hair and mid tone brown skin. You could tell he was a fag. He also weighs about 250lbs in his muscle body. It was his hand that I can feel touching me as I'm pissed drunk and starting to loose vision. I can feel his unzippin my pants and try to get pass my basket ball shorts. I then knock out.My head is slumped over my left shoulder as I can feel a warm sensation on my cock. I know. The next week passed more or less in a routine. He was stopping by Anna’s house each morning before school to take her downstairs, even if she pretended to be asleep most of the time. But her body language told him that she didn’t like to be touched. He went back for dinner and after dinner activities which included playing with Angela and Mrs. Sanders and telling them about his day at school. Anna never participated, mostly not even saying a word. Chris carried the statue-like Anna to bed and. Some would call it a fetish. He would stop at nothing for a flash of a girl's knickers, and here was this lovely 18 year old showing off her panties like there was no tomorrow. Kelly could hardly fail to spot the effect she was having on him. He gawped at her in amazement as she slowly moved her knees apart, exposing herself completely to his stare. She lay there on the kitchen table, the soles of her feet flat on the table top, her skirt up to her waist, and her legs wide apart. "You like.