I lay the knife back on her neck. I grab her nipple with my left hand and pinch it hard. I let the knife drag farther down to her right nipple. I hold...the knife up to show her how sharp the blade is. I let go of her nipple and drag the knife over to that nipple. I reach down and sink my finger into her dripping pussy. I then sink those same fingers into her mouth. She sucks them with both eyes on me. I kneel in front of her and drag the knife lower. Over her hips down her leg. Then back up the. I wandered over and introduced myself. Frank hadn’t told her about me at all so I had to convince her that I knew him and wasn’t JUST hitting on her. We went up to the dark, quiet attic, the make out room, and chatted, but I was really feeling the six or eight beers I’d had and said I need to lower my head. She offered her lap and I took it. After several deep breaths, I turned my head inward, my nose against her groin as a filter and whiffed her arousal.“When I snuggled tighter against her and. I pulled off occasionally to catch my breath, and then did the same thing. Brandon began pumping into my throat as I continued with my motions. I’m not sure he meant to but he did. It wasn’t as if he was fucking my throat. It was similar to when a woman’s hips gyrated when being fucked. Holy shit, couldn’t wait for that! Every time I pulled off him, I stroked him quickly, and then put my right hand back on his hip. This kept on for about fifteen minutes, before Brandon spoke again. “Aubrey, I’m. It had worked out amazingly well for a long time...But now you're eighteen years old. It's your last year! You'd lost interest in getting stoned or screwing around too much with girls. You're actually terrified- you have to figure out some kind of career here in about two years. That's not a lot of time. Worse, it'll cost you and your parents money.You'd done your best though... there's a college one state over that has a sociology scholarship for you, not that you care for the subject. You'll.