"Hey Alex, we're going to Steph's house to watch T.V., can you come?"I turned to see what my parents said. "Go I'll do the dishes today" saidmy mother...while rolling her eyes jokingly.I guess she liked me hanging out with Laura and Steph after school,since I didn't have any other friends, I was a shy, skinny 16 years old,didn't like sports, and didn't spoke much, so there wasn't much in myfavor to making friends, Laura had been my friend since she came to livenext door 3 years ago, she was very. He holds it there and pushes a little bit deeper, making me lose my breath. I am completely at his mercy as he holds himself up to me, holding my hips and pushing me into the desk. He starts fucking me slowly at first and builds up to a nice steady pace..in time to the beat. It gives me shivers feeling him go in and out of my tight hole listening to the music at the same time. So fucking hot. He pushes me over more and holds me by my shoulders..thrusting in to me harder..and deeper..so deep,. He walked through the house, exploring it. He eventually came to an answering machine, which had two messages on it. He pressed play. "You have two messages. Message one: 'Hey, Marie here. Dawn, don't forget, meet us tomorrow at the dock at noon. Thanks.' Sunday, 2:23 PM," Frank looked at his watch--it was 5:34 PM and on Sunday. He swore silently at his luck but was also happy that he was away from the police as the recording continued. "Message two: 'Dawn? It's Rick. Just wanted to ask if you. “I’ll go talk to your teacher. You’re in history right?” He was getting his shorts on. He laughed at the look of hopelessness my body was showing. “Be back in a bit.” He said, as he rubbed my cock with one hand and then left. The hard-on started to drool from the attention. I needed to cum. I never been denied an orgasm before, and it was slowly driving me insane. My hard dick was throbbing, pleading for some attention. It felt like a small touch could set it off. I needed my hands, but sadly.