Then in an exaggerated southern accent I mockingly say, “Oh, whatever do you mean?” Closing the refrigerator door I reach down to the freezer and...bend over it while I pull out the drawer. I can feel the cold air of the freezer flow across me; it does both me and my schoolgirl subconscious good, she’s sitting on her bottom with her legs pulled up to her chest and her head resting on her knees. “I would be careful with your little game, Michelle.” Sticking my tongue out just a little and. He fucked my ass. I lay there, under him and felt his cock going in, and in, and in, and into me. Fucking me. He told me how good I felt. He told me how excited it made him to be fucking me, at last. I held onto his neck and pulled him down onto me. I looked over his shoulder and watched his sexy bum as it went up and down with his thrusting cock impaling my virgin ass.I lifted my legs and raised myself off the cushion. He reached back and caught one leg in the crook of his arm, keeping me. Dating was probably a bit strong, as we didn't actually go anywhere, just hung around together after school as part of a group, but we would sit together and smile at each other and the other kids knew we were 'going steady'.We were in the same class at high school, as it was a co-educational school. In fact, we had been in the same class for most of our schooling, but it was only this year that we became good friends.Most of the kids in our group of around ten were 'going steady', although the. She was flushed everywhere I could see, white hair matted to her face, eyes still closed, lips parted and puffy, nipples now retracted to just above the areola. Eventually she reached up and pulled her hair from around her mouth. Her eyes opened with a faraway look. “Why in the fuck have we not done this before,” she asked.“Because you chose peckerhead,” I replied. She groaned.“Roll off, I’m starting to leak,” she said as she pushed me gently to the side. I complied and she pulled some.