I don’t know why, but I feel like we are long time friends taking it to the next level. I can’t keep my eyes off you. I wonder if you have any id...a what you’re doing to me. When you speak, my heart skips a beat. Every movement of your body sends a thrill of desire through me, and I get this overwhelming desire to make love to you.I jump when you clear your throat and ask, “What’s wrong, do I have a piece of food caught in my teeth?”“No, I was just daydreaming.”“Aha, let me ask you this. Is it. I was drooling more now I could feel it run down my chin so I pulled my shirt off real quick and started back sucking him licking his shaft and licking and sucking his shaved balls while stroking his cock. He pulled his cock back and said I want some ass I pulled my ass off of the other guy and put it in the hole for him He didn't start slow at all he plunged into my ass making me moan and lunge forward I pushed back and he again went deep. After a minute of this I was getting use to it just. In addition to this at sixteen Karen was pretty. No, not just “pretty” in the conventional sense of being pretty, but really and truly “stunning”. I mean the “could have been a Sports Illustrated model” kind of stunning. People remarked that “the camera loved Karen” and it was true. No matter how or when she had her photograph taken she managed to look stunning. All the girls in high school had envied Karen and all the guys had “wanted” her in that incredibly horny “wet-dream” teenage boy kind. “Okay, Katherine. I don’t want to have to punish you again, is that clear, young lady?” Helen smiled as she saw Katherine’s large breasts, proudly standing out in front of her under her white cotton school blouse.“Yes, Miss Downey. I’m very sorry.” Katherine sniffed“Very well. Get dressed and then sit down and write a letter of apology to Miss Coulson.” She smiled as Katherine walked over to her pile of clothes and began to dress, obviously in discomfort.That evening, Miss Downey masturbated at.