"I guess who wouldn't be confident if they tamed the hottest, meanest bitch in school?" ran through Jon's mind. He thought he had, but in the end, des...ite his efforts, all it did was to make her an even bigger bitch. He had to marvel that Carson could do what he could not. Jon began to get nervous.Derek looked at Jon to see tell tale signs of his handiwork. Jon was sweating. His cocky look had faded into a nervous one. Derek's confident grin brightened. He knew he had the baseball star just. She thought she’d woken up to the sound of water running in the bathroom but shrugged it off, pulling a hoodie and a pair of undies on and coming to find her friends in the kitchen. But, it wasn’t imaginary. At least, Jane swore, she hoped it wasn’t. Good Lord. He was tall, about six feet, and stood in the door way of the kitchen, a t-shirt slung over his shoulder and a towel over his presumably wet head, his hands slowly buttoning the dark wash jeans around his hips, glimpses of the V carved. I did the same. He with his right hand started to palpate my abdomen. His touch was making me crazy though I had been examined by him so many times and I liked his touch but never like this. He asked me where it pain. He started from above I said below he moved his hand below and like this I took his hand till my pubic region. He palpated whole of my abdomen. My penis got fully aroused and he moved his hand all over and he got a touch of my erect penis also though my underwear as I asked him to. I could feel her no-longer-virginal blood cover my dick as I sunk it to the hilt."No, Steve!" she sobbed, causing me to pause deep inside her."Keep going!" instructed her mother Teresa as she held her daughter's arms fast to the bed. "Keep fucking her!" Terri, I'm not so sure this is a good i---" SHUT UP, Steve! We've been over this! Now fuck till you put your load in her cunt!"My redheaded girlfriend, age 33, was not to be argued with, so I resumed my penetration of Britt, moving in and out of.