The hum continued, boring into his brain, and he groaned. His mouth opened, letting the sound out, which was at least a little progress.Must be dreami...g, he thought while fighting the alarming paralysis. I'll wake up, or it will go some other weird direction any second now.As he continued the mental struggle, a new sensation struck. It was as if someone was watching him - or rather several people. He could feel eyes on him, though the hum had thankfully quieted.Something moved at the edge of. He pulled my hair as he thrusted harder and faster."Aw fuck, you feel so good" he said, as he slowed down a bit.He pulled himself out of me for a few seconds before slipping back in and thrusting even harder.He kissed the back of my neck and ear as he continued, groaning and moaning my name."Aw, fuck Cassidyyy" he moaned, thrusting harder and harder. He pulled out again and turned me around, laying me on my back on the bed, before sliding inside of me again. I looked away from him as he. She was confused by her feelings from the dance, and fromthe anger at being set-up, and at how she'd lashed out at Sara withoutreally meaning to."That was mean." The voice was somber and emotionless.Tommi turned toward Kim. She hadn't seen Kim follow her and Sara fromthe dance. "You're on her side, aren't you?"Kim stood her ground. "No. I was your friend before I was Sara's." But..."Kim shook her head, refusing to permit Tommi to interrupt. "The pointis that Sara had good intentions. She. I pulled them right off her, dropped them on the floor and scanned her entire naked body. "Son of a bitch, you can put super models to shame, Nadine." "Would you say that I'm sexier than my mom?" "As long as you never ever repeat this: yes, you are, Nadine. You are a younger and sexier version of your mom," I replied, getting up onto her body. I laid a kiss on her lips. "I do fucking love you, Nadine." "I know, now why don't you prove it," she proposed, grabbing onto my schlong. She held it.