She didn’t notice me at first, but once she did, she gasped in shock and quickly skirted down the hallway toward her room and closed the door. I was...shocked, and as sexually sated as I was, hoped that she wasn’t about to ask me to fuck her again that night.After putting the milk away, I went to my own room, threw myself on my bed and stared at the ceiling wondering what the fuck was going to happen next.My mother stayed in her room for another thirty minutes before finally emerging and entering. He held his weight with his left fist and his right hand found its way to my cock. He started to jerk it off with his large hand and at the same time he we began heavy kissing as his tongue heavily penetrated my mouth. I was slowly becoming his bitch. All testosterone was beginning leaving my body with every thrust he gave. My tight ass was now a good wet boi pussy for him to take advantage of.His hand moved away from my hard penis and worked his way up to my chest. Tweaking my nipples and. I want you to be my boyfriend I wear them for all the time, if you like them." "You've been the hottest little cock-teaser, all year. I can't imagine seeing you in a little pair of panties." "A hot pink g-string panty, just for you, Coach." I could tell by his expression that Coach couldn't wait to take off my gym shorts and see my sexy VS thong, the kind the supermodels wear. A girl had to learn somewhere what to be like and I wanted to be like those sexy lingerie models who wore different. But like they always say "boys will be boys". It's no secret that I stay hard. I can't help it even if I wanted to. It's just girls are so hot and sexy now days and you see them walking around in those (single most greatest creation ever made) leggings/yoga pants all the time. But that's beside the point. So my best friend tell's me that he did some lines of this fine looking girl and got busy. He was feeling her up and down, kissing and licking, moaning and talking dirty to each other. The.