Her hands, unusually, covered by tight lace short gloves. Her lips a shocking crimson. Almost every teens wet dream. But she was mine. "Lets go for a ...alk" she said. She reached out and grasped my hand and started to lead me back outside. "Just lose this bag, be right back" I smiled. I walked past and into the Student Union where I was lucky enough to share an office. The bag was duly deposited under my desk and I wandered back outside where my vision in loveliness awaited me.Rather than. "It's not what I want and I don't believe it's what you want either. Is it?" No," admitted Paris. "But I'm not sure what I want. I'm not sure what I feel" She shifted on the bed. "Last night was, well, it was overwhelming. It was amazing. But, Rory, you're my best friend. I don't know how to fit this in. And, I'm afraid." You're afraid?" said Rory incredulously. This was Paris. She was sometimes bitter, often bitchy and generally right about everything in the world. But afraid? "Afraid of. . Go to sleep for me ... Go to sleep for me when I make you come ... You're going to come so good for me now ... You're going to come for me and go to sleep and then I'm going to make you come again and again until you're nothing but my little toy. Won't that be fun? Now ssssssurrender to me. Come for me and ssssssleep."Amaka's leg was now making rapid little circles on Angelica's pussy, and Angelica's hips were bucking against it in spasms. The smaller girl's voice was coming in chokes, sobs,. .. minute!" she grunted as her fingers picked up the pace.Finally, she muttered, "There! That's it! Keep that pace! Do it! Do it! Yes!" It was like riding a bronco in the rodeo. It was all I could do to hold on and stay inside of her.I gave her a few slams back and forth and then just as I felt her pussy fill with cream, I added some of my own.I throbbed and throbbed as my cock jetted my cum inside of her.Suddenly, a door from the house opened and her father stepped inside! I froze in.