I sucked him eagerly.He put his hand up my skirt and began fingering my pussy.First my clit and opening then he pushed deeper into my hole.He was cram...ing his cock into my mouth hard and I choked a few times.My pussy was soaked I could here the slopping noises my pussy was making.After awhile he told me to get on my knees so he could fuck me from behind.I put my one knee on the car seat and my other foot on the floor.He got behind me and drove his cock all the way in hard and pumped my pussy. Held fast in his grip, there was nothing she could do to resist the onslaught. After several rapid breaths, she revealed that she had no intention of resisting.“Yes – fuck me,” she growled.After that, she could manage no articulate sound. She growled and gasped, her cries animalistic – almost feral. Her tight expression matched her screams as he took her with all the strength and speed he could manage from the awkward position. Between her vocalizations of almost painful pleasure, Cerebus could. Moaning, she gripped me harder as I explored her body. "Oh Zach, this feels so good in your arms," she said breathlessly. "Let me see you. Get out of those clothes." Reluctantly, I began to disrobe. Jayne helped with the buttons on my shirt and when it was finished she gently kissed my chest and abdomen, pausing to suck on my nipples. "I want you so bad," she moaned. As I removed my trousers, shoes and socks Jayne was busy with her hands, taking the opportunity to examine my swollen cock. I am. She knew it, and she was detirmined to prove it. Two nights later, Abigail called Michael into her room. This was no new occurence, but a thing that had happened many times before. In every previous case, however, she'd lectured him about school or responsibility or, in one awkward case, the need for contraceptives. This time, however, she'd steeled herself ahead of time. There was no conversation. She simply pulled him into a kiss. Hungrily, her tongue drove itself into Michael's mouth, white.