You let go of my hair and my head falls onto the bed. Grabbing my hips so tight that I can feel your nails pierce my skin, you fuck me relentlessly. G...unts and sounds of skin on skin fill the room. I can’t hold back much longer.“C-can I cum please?” I ask, as my hand shakes uncontrollably.“No, not yet,” You respond, breathlessly. “I’m almost there. I want you to cum with me.”I keep my finger pressed against my clit. The wait is excruciating. I push back against you and turn my head to look you. Everylick is a bit painfull and also soooo nice. My pussy went wetter. One thing i noticed is that Tommy had an erection. I've already tried my two fingers and a small dildo in my pussy but not such a huge thing as Tommy's penis. I so wanted to try and feel this huge thing in my pussy. I lowered myself to the corner of my bed. Tommy god down and positioned himself between my legs. He then put his front paws on the bed and was ready to fuck me. Slowerly but gradually, he started going to and. But my personal view on sex changed dramatically during the summer between my second and third year. I had returned home for my summer job and was at a club hoping to get laid when a simple moment changed me forever.It was late and I was just accepting I wasn't getting laid when I noticed Mrs. O'Conner, my grade 12 Math teacher with a couple other ladies. She gave me a smile when she noticed me and waved me over. I went over, bought the ladies a round of drinks, and just was my usual funny. Is waqt maree bati sirf 5 saal ki thee. Mujha us sa bohat pyar tha, mara pita broker tha or ab un ka or mata g ka ram ram sateya ho gaya hai. Ab hamara ghar ka guzara pita g ki jama ponji sa hota hai, bank sa jo interst milta hai us sa ghar ka kharch chalta hai. Or divorce ka baad mai apni choot ki pyas sabzeyoon candles, or jab dil kara or jo mil jaa choot ko thanda kar late haoin. Or divorce ka baad wasa he mujha mard zaat sa nafrat ho gaee the. Isee leya kabhi is bara main socha he nahi, net.