. Mmmmm..." I smiled. I had no idea what she was talking about. All I knew was, I was happy. Happier than I'd felt in a long, long time. Folding my ar...s around her and holding her trembling body, I caught my breath, staring at the ceiling. I was at peace with myself. The tight ball of guilt I felt over Rebecca was gone. Dominique knew I was imperfect, and it was okay. To find a love like this once was amazing, but to find it twice defied belief. I would never share Dominique again. I was too. "It- ugh," I reply. "Imagine if all your friends were in a different yearto you. Then imagine that you start year 11, and you have literally nofriends to sit with at break, or lunch, or anyone. Add to that the factthat everyone at school hates you simply because of who you are. Then,suddenly, the coolest girl in the school says 'hey, want to hang out?'.Are you really saying you'd say 'no' to that?" You could always sit at our table," Bryony says."She's got you there," dad chimes in."What, and. She then pushed him onto his back and yanked on his pants, pulling them free and throwing them down beside her bra. She looked up in wonder at his enormous shaft that stood tall and strong. His legs hung over the edge of the bed and she knelt between them. Laura took his great shaft in her small, soft hand. It was warm to touch and throbbing delicately. It was easily twenty centimetres long and she slow began to run her hand up and down the shaft. He threw his head back in abandon as her hand. Still rocking on his cock, I again lifted myself up, sitting hard on his member as I rested my hands on his chest, lifting my arse off his hips, letting him slide almost from me before letting myself down on him again.I continued this for some time, picking up the pace until I was fucking him hard and fast, both of us grunting and groaning the entire time. Greg kept telling me to fuck him hard, to ride his cock till it exploded inside my arse. I gladly obliged, lifting myself up and slamming.