"Please.", I said. "I need your cock. I've waited so long. I need to feel it. I need to feel the head on my lips. I need to feel the shaft in my hands... I need to feel your warm cum in my mouth." More.", he said."I'm not k**ding.", I said. "I need that cock in my mouth. I need to make you happy. I need you to moan in Ecstasy and I'll do anything you want to get you there. You want it in my ass? My ass is yours. You want it in my mouth? Fuck my face. Grab my head and fuck my face if it makes you. I stare into his eyes imploringly.'Hit me.'His palm strikes my cheek with a sound like a pistol-shot, knocking my head sideways, and I look at him adoringly.'Again.'This time he hits me even harder.I love him.He kisses me again, and I wriggle against him.Then his lips leave mine, and he stares at my face, stroking my cheek again.I see the effect I'm having on him. My eyelashes are long, almost feminine, and my lips are full and pouting. He runs his finger back and forth across my mouth, and I. Amanda was taking pre-law courses though all her electives were math and science. We maintained our honor roll status and enjoyed college life though did not participate in the "Greek" scene. We all talked about fraternities and sororities but decided not to go through the rush process. We had good friends who did and they remained good friends. We didn't want to be separated and pledging by any of us would have done that.We went home for Thanksgiving and enjoyed seeing our folks and siblings.. . Aaron had to know what she was up to. Obviously, she wanted to speak to him, at least - and whether it was to berate him or to apologize, or... something else, he couldn't just sit there and let the opportunity pass. It was time to make some tea! Yeah, that was it! He'd make a cup, making himself available for whatever she had on her mind... Marion parked her cart and collected her spray cleaner, going to work on the microwave. Catching movement out of the corner of her eye, she turned to.