I began once again to fuck her hard and fast. She began to moan but her moans quickly became screams as her orgasms commenced anew. The sensation ...as stronger for me and now I began to moan. It wasn’t long before I began to feel myself swelling inside her. She could tell also as I felt her pussy lips begin to squeeze tighter around my cock. When I finally poured my seed into her my voice joined hers in the expression of our mutual pleasure. My orgasm seemed to continue longer than. I can feel my rapid pulse increase through my entire body.She does feel it.She stops stroking the stain, and slips her hand under my jacket, around my body.This is killing me.How can I let this continue without causing something to mess up.I'd glady skip the entire day of school to stand out here in the now boiling aura of love I've created for myself, but how does she feel.Is she truly just cold seeking warmth from my body.If that is the case, she is going the right direction for body heat,. The words for “I am not guilty” kept running through my mind in Russian because I always found them to be stimulating to my thought patterns.I was surprised that my FBI case worker was a young woman in her early twenties.The name-plate on her desk was in brass inscribed simply S.I. Julie Longbranch and I assumed the S.I. stood for special agent.“May I have your case number slip, sir?”I handed her the little piece of paper that said “432” with no other explanation and she stapled it to the file. But I still wanted more soooo...I started taking a look around my older sisters drawers, finding her nice panties and best of all, her pantyhose. I always had to be quick and careful but I just had to play with them a little, rubbing them on my skin and especially my cock. It was another whole level of ecstasy for me and the beginning of my other life long obsession.As I started my 7th grade year I started to explore my mothers dresser drawers to see what she had. If my teenage sister had.