.and she knew it. All the lads (and probably some of the lasses) in our class were always ogling her and every now and again we'd be rewarded with a l...ttle flash of the white cotton panties as she crossed and uncrossed her legs under the table. This went on for the whole year and needless to say it was her I was thinking about during many a wank. As the school year came to a close Kirsty and I got close as I had always been nice to her when she was a nobody and eventually we started going out.. He grabs his cock and sets it against her hole again and the grabs her hips. With all his might he thrusts hard into her and she winces at the pain the thrust has caused. It hurt but that’s just what she wanted. He starts to pull out when all of a sudden she slams hard against his cock. He stands still as she keeps slamming on his cock. She can feel her pussy burning with a slight pain but she is enjoying herself way too much to stop. He lets go of her hips and grabs both her arms and pulls. Her tongue feels familiar and new at the same time. I'm not going to deny that I enjoyed getting thoroughly pounded earlier, but this is wonderful in its own right. She is carefully exploring my folds with the tip of her tongue, poking inside my hole just a little bit and then returning to licking the length of my pussy with her entire tongue. I can tell she is enjoying this and I'm having a difficult time keeping my legs spread. I just want to close them and trap her where she is, so she can't. I couldn’t help but smile.“What are you doing over there, Sam?” Erik called, waving. Samuel shrugged.“Avatar! Your people need you!”And he joined us effortlessly like the parade was his. Meeting Erik in stride, he slapped him on the back, pulling out his flask for a drink.“And then… the Fireball Nation attacked…”“Good to see you too,” Erik said. “You stopping by the shop later?”“Always.” I don’t want it to sound like Samuel was larger than life or the mirror image of his cultivated alter-ego,.