Three or four minutes after she asked me to stop and told her she needed penetration to feel a proper orgasm, she suggested changing roles and I laid ...ack on the sofa. I can still remember the feeling of her wet lips over my cock tip; it was like being stun with taser. I am not sure how long I lasted, but I came pretty quickly, she seemed a little disappointed but soon noticed that my cock was still rock hard. I decided it was time to put my cock inside her pussy and got up to use my erection. When she first came to school, the other kids picked on her cause she's black and different but I always stood up for her and she really appreciated it.She is absolutely gorgeous now. All the boys who picked on her when she was younger want to do her now. She's quite tall with big boobs and long legs. To be honest, I have a thing for her too. Not sure if she knows that. I see her naked once in a while when we have sleepovers. We've had a few pillow fights in our nighties and I love the way her. Done I get out and rush to my clothes. I run my hands through my hair trying to squeeze as much water out as possible then fold my skirt into my hair to try and absorbs some of the remainder. Next I pick up my shirt and brush the majority of the water off my body quickly realising the material is not very effective. I end up relying on the training bra and panties which seem to do a slightly better job. I feel ridiculous rubbing myself with the bra and end up drying between my legs with my. She got a bit quieter now, which was even more menacing. “You see that window?” That was the one with the air conditioner on one side. “It’s three stories up. If I send you out that way, you'll break your neck, at the very least.”She was moving to go around the couch. I moved quickly towards the door. As I opened it I heard, again not too loudly, “I could absolutely kill you right now.”I admit, I was afraid. I believed she had the physical strength to take me on if she was motivated - and she.