But what if she get hurted,how will I approach her this weird thought?I loved to listen compliments about her firm boobs by my friends, She was 33C-28...34 with long hair about 1metre she was the sex goddess in our class,we used to fulfill our lust after the school,in the last bench of our class, not everyday only Saturdays,when there will be practical classes and all will go out we do something then we join the rest,there was some backbenchers also in our class around 7 of them,they were too. She grabs them and pulls them out and I could see her twitch when she did. I wait till the girls go in the bathroom, throw the pillow on the floor and go to the bathroom. I throw the tissue in the small waste basket under the sink and clean up. I hera the girls talking and go to the room and knock. The girls chime in and say "Come in" I walk in and tell them goodnight and not to be up all night. The girls say ok, they won't, and then tell me goodnight. I close the door and head for my own bed. ”I laid there motionless for thirty minutes or more, thinking this is sex?This is all there is?I felt so used.The next school day, I saw Bret in the hallways he saw me and turned and looked away like I was not even there. The disappointment and sadness swept across me like a thunderbolt.I knew I was nothing more than a one-night stand for him.I saw a banner on my way home from school on a building that read "Make Love not War."I then decided that Bret was a user and a loser, and I would find a. ?” I reply...She starts making out with me while she slowly rubs my cock through my shorts. I reach over and careers her tits… She had no bra on so I felt her nipples getting hard while I teased them with my finger.She pulls away and goes – “This can be only a one time thing okay…”I nodded and grabbed her and started kissing her… I threw her onto of me and we continued making out. She grinded her pussy against my cock, I felt like a teenager again, dry humping my high school sweetheart. I lift.