I wanted to feel him. I didn't care if he got me pregnant. Not in that moment. I just wanted to feel him completely.He pushed his big cock about half ...he way inside me and it was still bigger than Dillon. He started getting his rhythm and going deeper with each thrust. His cock was stretching my pussy and I couldn't keep quiet about it. I was yelling my moans, waking up the neighbors if they weren't already up. Almost begging them to come watch a free show.His powerful hands were on my waist,. “Oh Donnie.” I moan.I put my arms around his shoulders. Pushing himself into my body I feel him thrust himself so smooth and hard, so warm. I can feel my juices leaking around him. He leans in and kisses me. I can feel his energy. Oh his cock feels amazing.“Oh Donatello.” I whisper in his ear.My arms and legs wrapped around him I feel him thrust deeper, harder. We hear the living room erupt in laughter again. Oh what if we're caught, What would we do? It's exciting, I feel myself squirt as he. I inspect myself in the mirror; there really is nothing else I can do. My body glows, tiny droplets of sweat collect in my plucked and tailored eyebrows and hang heavy on my upper lip. My breasts shimmer as they heave; rivulets cutting through the powder to trickle down my abdomen in dark smears.I look so common; just another body forced to toil beneath the baking lights.I feel delectably debased.My body twitches as I release a soft moan, close my eyes and revel in the joyous dampness that. She used to be caring towards me. She always wanted me to score full marks in her subject. Every day in her class, my friends used to go to first bench although we are all last benchers. I was not able to figure out the reason why they go to first bench for her class and stay at the last bench during other class hours. I asked my friend and he said you do not want to know about it and also made fun of me stating that I am a kid and knows nothing. I got furious and badly wanted to know the.