Not a guy who was fit to be a model. “I’m Emma,” I smiled at him anyway; he didn’t seem like a bad guy. “I know,” he laughed, “you nam...’s on the door. How old are you?” “I’m nineteen, what about you?” “Twenty, it’s my second year here. I’m getting a degree in physical education,” –no fucking shit “-and from the guitar over there I’m guessing you’re getting a degree in music?” I shook my head, “The performing arts: I act and dance as well,” “Ahh,” he said, “very nice. Have you got a. She leaned her head back against me and gave a soft moan.“I think I’m going to like this visit.” I turned her around and put my mouth on one breast as I reached down with my right hand to cup her pussy. I could feel both her clit piercings in my hand as my tongue toyed with the two in her nipple. Her body gave an involuntary shudder as I slipped two fingers between her lips and into her hot pussy. As I worked them in and out I used my thumb to rub her clit and play with the two bars that lanced. .. it must have just shifted, right?" Paul asked himself.After a second, he moved his hand closer and as he came within a few inches, the gloved moved again, this time sliding towards his hand a little."Jesus!" he said, pulling his hand quickly back. "This is it!" He wondered if maybe he was still dreaming.Paul steadied his breathing and reached forward one more time. This time, as soon as he got close, the glove jumped up and engulfed his hand!"Ack!" He fell back and tried to shake it off. His. .no, he just goes as deeply into me. I moved forward onto the bed, Jack followed. He got on top of me a pressed his enormous body down on me. I couldn't breathe and I cried out for help. He pushed my head down into the covers to muffle my cries. 'What the hell was I doing!!!' I asked myself in the middle of the most extreme pain I'd ever had. I asked myself this question over and over ...oddly, it seemed like time stopped as I tried to take in this crazy experience I was now in. Then I thought.