.. BIG.... BLACK... COCK.... In this.... WHITE... ASS" He licked my ear and groaned in it. His words were doing something to me. My brain was sucking ...t up, like a sponge. He was right, this is what I want. This is what I came here for, who was I fooling? Quinn saw right through me.... I just didn't want to admit it. My mind quickly forgot about everything that Quinn had done to me and all I wanted and needed was his big cock inside of me. I didn't respond because the sock was still in my mouth. ‘Well maybe you should take a hint! I don’t want to talk to you now, and I definitely didn’t want to talk to you Sunday morning!’ She could feel him freeze as that statement hit home, and she haughtily looked him in the eye as he stared blue ice down upon her. ‘You know what? I believe you,’ he whispered cruelly. ‘I can tell you don’t want to talk now. I can feel you against me, and I know you want me.’ His lean body pushed against her and Erin bit back a moan. He smiled. ‘You know it was good. .." Oh come on ... as if you didn't act like that every day of your high school life..." Get out..." What?!" Get out. With that attitude, there is no way I am going to even consider buying you a bathing suit ... or maybe even taking you to St. Barts!"Everyone who was anyone was going to St. Barts over winter vacation. Thanksgiving was spent either at home, country homes, etc. The clique's families saved the islands and other countries for the longer vacations."Fine ... I'm leaving ... you don't. Now she was massaging her clitoris and teasing the rings that pieced the hood that normally covered that small bud of flesh.Ra’fah turned from the view of the garden to watch her lover bring herself to orgasm with a business report on their partnership. Dominique was clearly making a point in her usual roundabout way. When she got to her conclusion her line of reasoning would become clear and probably unassailable. “That is eight times what you made before I came here with little fuck-pig.