It was just my luck that I had multiple classes with him every year, and senior year was brutal. In class, he would prattle on about his conquests and...brag about his ability to pull just about any girl. Marcus often liked picking on me the most, because unlike other girls, I wasn’t a promiscuous whore, or I figured I wasn’t. He told me I shouldn’t play so hard to get, but I would just roll my eyes at him. I’m a short, overly tanned Hispanic girl with a way too big butt that causes me to jump up. She also had public hair so much. My hand wash lock in between in hairs. Her pussy is so wet. I only insert my middle finger only. There is no more gap to place there. She enjoying I know.Her face reaction is so hot.Suddenly she placed her hand over my cock. I am panic at that moment. She open my pant and play with my cock. I really enjoy so much. I catch her hand and shake my cock faster. After 10min I feel cum out. I force fully pull her head to my cock. She blowjob me and drink all my cum in. . ok... sheesh, I'll admit it, any "true love" of mine at the time was between the neck and knees, oh and between my legs. But... she was a total "angel", honest... you just had to be there! Then there were the "dates", oh brother... it must have been love! Me behind the wheel, her as far away as possible on the passenger side, while all I kept thinking was how much I was investing in return for... well... the "return". Oh yes, for those of you who never had that blissful experience, a right of. .. you are wearing a different pair to last night. I saw your Donald Duck pants [how embarrassing – they seemed funny when I bought them] by the rucksack. I TOLD YOU!”“Fiona! Fiona! Stop. You have the wrong end of this particular stick. Honest.Yes, I did – well I played with your sister, I’m not going into details. It isn’t your business. NO! It isn’t! And then she wanted to ‘play’ with me. She even offered ... you know ... but I’d promised her I wouldn’t. I changed my pants for these because.