Who's it from?" I said, laughing."Read it!" Rachel yelped, laughing along with us.She flipped it open. She froze. I had one of those Motorolla RAZR fl...p phones, the really hot ones that everyone seems to have nowadays. She clicked the "ok" button. Her face fell."What?" Amanda asked.She shook her head, and snapped it shut."What?" Claudia asked, zipping up her skirt."Who's it from?" Rachel asked.I got up, and went over, taking the phone from her.I flipped it open, and quickly opened my Inbox and. I can't begin to tell you how many screaming orgasms he jerked out of my body and soul by pounding into my wet cave from behind while he blistered my rump. I willingly became his little whore. He would make me beg to be spanked. He made me humiliate myself to get him to use me. I would have to kneel and push my ass in the air and take down my panties then wiggle my ass and beg him for a spanking. The mix of conflicting emotions, degradation and excitement, humiliation and pain made me so. Greg walked into the gym feeling the need to release some stress, he knew he couldn't go all out, but just the sparing should be enough to help him relax.He spotted his sister and his father in the stands and nodded to them.As he was about to turn, he spotted Samantha chatting with some girl he had never met. He had to admit the girl was simply stunning. If he hadn't laid eyes on Sam first, he might have considered asking her out. As it was, Sam dominated his thoughts; he desperately wanted to. She said, “Relax, dude. I’m not one of those uptight jerk wad celebrities. You want a cigarette?” As a smoker, and a fan, how could I say no? I accepted a cigarette from her, told her my name, put the cigarette in my mouth, and reached for my lighter. She stopped me by taking my hand, and holding it to one side. She leaned in close, and gingerly touched the end of her cigarette to my unlit one. I puffed, lighting it from hers, and backed up a step, even more self-aware than I was before. She.