. . The next thing he knew was that he was lying on the ground and thathis arm hurt. Bad. # # # He lay on his bed after football once again, staring a... the curtains, theside of the house, the tree between them. That little old tree was much smallernow than in his dream. Jessica would never actually fit under it in real life;she had grown too much since their younger days. Not that it mattered. He hadno idea what had happened yesterday, but he was certain it would never happenagain. Their shared. I reached around her and squeezed and tugged at her tits as I pounded my 8 inches into her. It didn’t last long — I was young and in the heat of the moment. It didn’t take too long before I exploded inside of her, I’d never come so hard. We quickly straightened our clothing and returned to the party — no one was the wiser except us. Later that evening I told her I wanted her again — this time with more time for us to explore each other. She told me to ring her and arrange one morning when I was. Damn he was good! A very good liar. A player. She opened up so many doors to him, doors she swore she would keep closed and locked forever, she told him everything. He promised it would always be between them only, but was that just another lie? God, who else knows her secrets now?! Of course the worst of it was that she genuinely cared for him. Almost even loved him. She had told him she did, but she never really felt it until he was gone. She was no horrible person, would never hurt anyone. She told me that she thought I had grown into a good looking man. I told her about the times I spent with my cock in my hand thinking about what it would be like if I had the chance to be with her. I told her I imagined what it would be like when we kissed, what her breast would feel like and how her pussy would taste! You could cut the sexual tension with a knife! She told me so many amazing things but when she told me that she was a squirter I forgot everything she told me!It was time for.