His golden, sunkisses complexion, the light blonde hair growing on his muscled legs, and his high, round ass that I wanted nothing more than to see ou... of his basketball shorts."Why don't you go over and talk to him?" I said to my friend Katie as I stared at him across the room during fifth period. "Why don't you, Eileen? You're the one that likes him," she said, absentmindedly smacking her gum, clearly paying more attention to the red haired, ruddy faced guy sitting next to him.Our exchange. She exploded on his tongue, screaming and legs quaking. His arms grasped her tighter, pulling her sopping pussy into his mouth. Orgasm gave way to orgasm but he kept fucking going until she begged him to stop. Then, spreading her legs, she begged something else. “Fuck me.” He ached to be inside her. His face was coated in her juices and the sweet smell still lingered, intoxicating him. He positioned himself at her opening, her obscene wetness coating the end of his manhood. He wanted to savour. There's so much more.









 



**Mistress:** LOL Wow, you are racking up the demerits









 



**Slave:** Anything




Your everything




Ma'am




Mmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmm









 



**Mistress:** Don't You fucking dare.









 



**Slave:** I can't hold much more









 **Mistress:** 
Then tell the truth, it's not just who I am, it's something you need. What is it you want more than anything in the world









 **Slave:** 



I NEED YOU TO OWN MY CUM! . I knew I wasn't going to be able to keep up with the torrid pace she had been setting for me. Something had to give, and I knew it was probably going to be me."Jimmy, do you really love me? Tell me the truth." More than anything." But, you still don't want to marry me?" I never said I didn't want to, Diane. What I said was it was one of the options we'd be considering. We're both young still. It's a big decision, maybe the biggest one we'll ever make." If you asked me to marry you, I'd say yes..