?Are you wet slut?? you mumble that you are. ?I said are you wet?? you are surprised at the tone of the voice and immediatelyreply. ?Yes.? Your blouse...has slipped down off your shoulders and is bunched aroundyour waist and hips as your right hand is now trying to slip inside your underwear. ?Look at you, you're a dirty little slut aren't you?? ?No I'm not? you reply, but with no conviction. You are past trying to understandwhat has come over you. A bag is thrown on the floor in front of you. It. I say, “You know, you presented me a double-edged sword by the blade? I know there are two reasons for coming here. One is, if I try anything with you, you'll say I am just like every other man.” With a look of shock on her face, she asks, “ Why do you think that? What do you think the other is?” Smiling, I say, “The other is, if I do nothing then you will say I asked you to your Prom out of pity. The reason why, really, is because you did not really want to go out with me at all. You do not. Simmons moved below her to catch her breasts and suck on her nipples as she came, elongating her sexual ecstasy. The feeling of her pussy clamping down on his cock made Mills tense up as well. "Oh Fuck, this bitch just got tight!" he shouted but didn't slow his pace. A dozen strokes later he stuffed her cunt full of his swollen, throbbing rod and leaned bodily against her to empty his balls of their creamy lust. When he exploded inside her grasping cock hole it momentarily broke her. I wrapped my hands around his wrists like I was hand cuffing myself to him. I felt the bulge in his pants when I sat in his lap. The longer we kissed, the larger the bulge felt. Having our sexual parts so close, separated by really only the thin fabric of his pants and my thong was excruciating. His hands slid underneath my dress and yanked at my panties. I stood up slowly not stopping our kiss. I used one hand to slide my panties off and began to sit back down on his lap. His hands moved to my.