"Like what you see?" I heard. I looked up and saw that she was keeping over her shoulder at me.I stumbled back a bit, standing and acting like nothing...happened. Anna sat up and looked right at my pants, and when I looked down I realized why. "You fucking pervert." She said, giving an evil smile, "So you like my ass?" W...why the fuck are you wearing that?" I responded, my cock straining against my jeans. My eyes went to her legs as she moved them, spreading them apart and showing off a bare,. M., zither in hand and panties and stockingsfirmly in place, I knocked on Smithers' door.Perhaps I had been too hasty. Smithers was basically a nice guy. Hewas just a little smitten with me, that was all. Should I beinsulted about that? Certainly not. I should be flattered. And Iwas.Plus, the "kissing" wasn't that bad. Better than standing out inthe rain or skipping lunch, both of which I had done to pursue mycraft.On Tuesday evening I had lain on my bed, listening to one of myfavorite CDs --. I had to give him my panties and whatever else would convince him that he had an open invitation to fuck me as he pleased. To be honest, I also grabbed my ex-boyfriend later to help scratch that itch, but he just couldn't do it for me anymore, not like before. Cameron wanted back with me, but he never could handle his petty jealousy, so that was it. It was his last time with me and we were history," Lucy said as she licked the back of my neck and started kissing my shoulders."Face it, we're all. I reach my hand around and pull his hips closer, thrusting him far into me. I bend myself forward to get the perfect angle of penetration.I must be careful because if I get too slippery he gets upset. I can’t even fuck right. Not concerned about his enraged penis tearing the top of my slit, when he slips it makes it take longer for him to come. I clench him inside of me with all my muscles, trying so hard to make myself tighter than I am. I hear him breathing heavier and know he’s getting so.