Scooting his head next to mine on the pillow tears began to run down his cheeks. I got up and laid on top of him, hugging him with my whole body. He h...ld the back of my head, pressing me into his chest as we clung onto one another tightly. I released him from my hold and stroked the sides of his cheeks with my fingers wiping away his tears. ‘I love you,’ I sloppily confessed yet again. I ran my thumb along his bottom lip. ‘And I don’t want to share you,’ he admitted. I leaned in and pressed. Then he did somethingeven more strange. He opened some container contraption and pulled outa slice of what looked like sourdough bread. He reached out to mycrotch, and looked up at me. "Are you sure this it OK?," he asked?"Sure," I responded, "just no hanky panky". The guy looked at me like Ihad insulted him by suggesting anything other than honorableintentions, whatever that meant in this situation. He then pulled thestretchy shorts fabric off my crotch area and squeezed it withprecision,. The hard cock I had dreamed of was so deep inside me, and it felt amazing. I started riding it slowly, feeling it slide in and out of my sweet ass and loving it all the way. I was moaning and running my hands on my body in front of the mirror as I kept riding the dildo harder. I really felt like a slutty girl riding cock like that. My moans got louder as I rode the dildo faster. I loved the feeling of getting fucked.Suddenly I heard a faint creak in the doorway. I froze and tried to pull the. And since she had plenty of time as a seventeen-year-old high school drop-out with no job, she began planning how she would pick up a new guy at the mall. Rick had been generous and had given her $100 after their hook-up, so she decided to hit the mall to buy some new clothes for her next adventure.After browsing Forever 21, Abercrombie, Victoria's Secret and a few other of her fave stores, she had picked up some sexy little panties and such, but no real outfits. Nothing seemed quite right for.