.i promise you...i wont let anything bad happen...* i smiled and nodded...he kissed my cheek and huged me..Later that night..before my father ccame ho...e..we began to pack some bags...he pulled out a thong and smiled..* ROXY!! I DIDNT KNWO YOU WORE THESE* I blushed and grabbed it from him quickly..* Well..now you do* i smiled and laughed* I bet it looks damn good on you too* he smiled...It was then..i noticed he had a slight buldge in his pants, i swallowed hard and smiled * Thanks* He moved. "I'll have to look and see when I have some free time." Even as I said the words, I knew that I wasn't really sure if I was grateful for my early day tomorrow or pissed off about it.If anything, Keven looked more intrigued than he had before. I don't think he was used to having to chase skirts very far. I would have bet my Porsche that most of them came running right to him. That gave me pause. Was I turning myself into a challenge? Maybe I shouldn't have been so fast to duck out. The internal. She knew she was in real trouble. The teacher had paired them because of her accent problem that she had never realized she had. At first she thought that wouldn't matter. She thought, who cares if the accent and pronunciation is a little different than Parisian?Unfortunately, it mattered a lot in poetry. That little prick, Edward. Damn, she kept associating young with small. The kid was certainly bigger than she was, and that even made her mad. He could recite poetry from memory, and it all. "Fuck me Mark, fuck me here, now, against that tree. Fuck me. Stick your cock up me hard. Come on fuck my cunt, shag your dirty slutty bitch. Stick your shaft up my fuck hole from behind."She spins around and bends over grabbing the tree for support. I drop my shorts and, grabbing her hips, slam my cock up her hot, creamy cunt making her gasp. It's pure a****l lust as I thrust my cock up her and shag hard, my hips banging against her arse, my balls slapping her clit making her writhe and moan..