I need a man soooo bad! I need a man's cock... pounding up my pussy, making me feel good again... screwing me the way Bill was screwing Debby."For som... reason, she could not say why, those last few words seemed to excite her that much more. Bill screwing Debby... Bill screwing Debby... They had looked so beautiful together, fucking in the candlelight... No, no! her mind screamed. This isn't right... this is wrong... I have to go to sleep... forget about this... tomorrow morning I'll take the. But only on the condition that he could watch me slap my clit at the same time. I told him I was full of good ideas and that ‘yes that would be an option’. He said he hoped that my cunt was wet. In reply I said it was wetter than he could ever imagine. I wanted him to finger it, just to make sure. He said ‘nah…I’m going to ram a cucumber up it as hard as I can then I’m going to watch you wank as I fuck your face.’ You see…he adores watching me play with my clit, he gets so hard watching it. I turned and really looked at Rose. She must have been the same kind of early bloomer that Brenda was. She was stacked and had deep blue eyes and blonde hair. I should have said something clever."Hi." Yeah, that was it. In about three seconds, the table was chattering and part of the talk was about cheerleader tryouts. We didn't have cheerleaders in elementary because we didn't have sports teams in elementary. But in Junior High we'd have football, basketball, wrestling, and track. I figured. He opened his door, walked around the car and opened the passenger door to help her out.He had already checked in at the front desk and had requested a room on the back side of the motel, just in case someone would drive by and recognize his car. He had already gone into the room and prepared it for tonight’s activities by pulling all the shades and turning on the night light next to the bed so as he opened the door, he turned to follow her in.She held her shoulders in a nervous sort of way as.