He had smirked at his friend and looked over at me. I turned to make eye-contact with him for about two seconds until he looked away. I melted. I had ...lmost gone dizzy wishing he came over to me and took full control of my body. That night I got home from marching band practice, and jacked to him. I had never came so hard in my life. I was hard for hours after I came to him. That night I slept well, dreaming of Seth's smirk that he gave me, while I stared at him looming only about 1 inch higher. She also got a lot rougher with me, pulling my hair and slamming her hips into my face, and letting me know who I was to her.“You’re just a fucking little whore! A dormant slut, not knowing your purpose in life until you met me! And now that you’ve met me, what are you going to do, bitch?!”I took my mouth off of her pussy long enough to answer. “I’m going to eat you out every day, mistress.”“Fuck right you are. You’re just a dumb little sex toy. You exist for me, and my pleasure! You’re going. Martha had two orgasms that night before I finally came, and she came again as I shot my jizz into her depths. This was in the era long before effective birth control, so I knew that she could become pregnant on this night. However, both of us were so taken with each other that I did not care. I must say that was one of the best fucks that I had ever had! Martha told me that it WAS the best fuck that she had ever had! We both fell asleep in each other's arms and slept straight through until. We’ll make sure he gets a handsome tip. The talk turns to movie favorites, but I’m not really listening. I’m watching you. I’m watching your mouth, your hands, and your eyes. I’m thoroughly enjoying thoughts of just what you could do to me – and, conversely, what I’d like to do to you. You have intrigued me since the moment we met, several years ago. I feel this overwhelming desire to just be with you, in any context – in person or online, in dull committee meetings or lively social settings,.