Jen hated him.He thought back to one Sunday last fall, when they were watching the football game, lying on his bed. They'd been so stressed last fall,...with applying to college. They'd fought a lot, about other things, but mainly it was due to the stress. Both were considering the possibility of different schools. They had different goals anyway. He felt he was losing her whenever she'd say how it wouldn't hurt their relationship too much to be apart geographically. It was so upsetting to him,. Without any foreplay he simply thrust himself deep into mymale pussy, clamping his hand firmly over my mouth to dampen my screams.Because no matter who you are or how much you've pleasured yourself inprivate, your first true fuck is painful, although after what seems likeages the pain begins to blur into pleasure, which is how I like toremember that afternoon.That wasn't the only time he fucked me, it became a regular thing everySunday afternoon, he even started buying me clothes and presents. Many girls would sell their soul for one night like that." Hereyes searched mine, trying to assess what I was thinking. "But, if youreally don't want to do it, then give him a call and tell him youchanged your mind. He will be disappointed, but he will understand, Ithink."Of course, I should have picked up the phone and called him back, butthere was something else spinning around in my mind. What would it feellike to be the escort of a man like Kritsada, and to be on his arm asthe centre of. "Alec, do you know why I wanted you to stay?" she said in her sultry voice, leaning forward to where our faces were just a few inches apart and putting her hands on my shoulders."No, I don't," I replied, shocked by her touch. What if Mr. Johnson walked back in?"Mr. Johnson is not happy with your test scores and would like me to help you study for the final exam. He thinks you can do better. Can you do better, Alec?" "I mean, I guess so. A little tutoring would probably help. How much do you.