You want to get fucked by the jock
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The moment you suggest it he flips your positions and shoves you against the locker, savagely kissing you. His tongue intrudes your mouth searching for your essence and his hand roams to your ass, fingering it. As you moan in his mouth he flips you over, your face pressed against the locker, and he begins jacking you off and ramming your ass. As you feel his impressive girth enter you, you also feel his lips on the back of your neck, traveling on your shoulder. As you groan and pant with effort, he leans in to your ear and says "Is this good with you, babe?" Not waiting for a response, he kisses your ear. | The moment you suggest it he flips your positions and shoves you against the locker, savagely kissing you. His tongue intrudes your mouth searching for your essence and his hand roams to your ass, fingering it. As you moan in his mouth he flips you over, your face pressed against the locker, and he begins jacking you off and ramming your ass. As you feel his impressive girth enter you, you also feel his lips on the back of your neck, traveling on your shoulder. As you groan and pant with effort, he leans in to your ear and says "Is this good with you, babe?" Not waiting for a response, he kisses your ear. | ||
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Pain flashes with pleasure as he fucks you like a dog, and soon he flips you over so your back's on the bench. He gives you another savage kiss, cradling your head with one hand while his other furiously strokes your dick. It doesn't take too much longer before you cum, and as your jizz splatters his chest, your ass contracts around his dick and he comes with you. He kisses you one more time and pulls out, leaving an empty feeling. He wipes his hand on his chest, and cleans your jizz off his fingers. "Thank you, Master." he says. | Pain flashes with pleasure as he fucks you like a dog, and soon he flips you over so your back's on the bench. He gives you another savage kiss, cradling your head with one hand while his other furiously strokes your dick. It doesn't take too much longer before you cum, and as your jizz splatters his chest, your ass contracts around his dick and he comes with you. He kisses you one more time and pulls out, leaving an empty feeling. He wipes his hand on his chest, and cleans your jizz off his fingers. "Thank you, Master." he says. | ||
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A change has come over him. Not only is he more submissive, but he looks to you for approval of his actions and he constantly aches to be near you. Come to think of it, he has yet to stop touching you. You hear the warning bell ring. "Oh my gosh! Come on, we gotta get to class." You see disappointment flash across his face as you hurry to find clothes. "But... I wanna stay with you..." You stop. You ''could'' play hooky; there's no gym class next hour, and sex with this stud was ''hot'', but still... | A change has come over him. Not only is he more submissive, but he looks to you for approval of his actions and he constantly aches to be near you. Come to think of it, he has yet to stop touching you. You hear the warning bell ring. "Oh my gosh! Come on, we gotta get to class." You see disappointment flash across his face as you hurry to find clothes. "But... I wanna stay with you..." You stop. You ''could'' play hooky; there's no gym class next hour, and sex with this stud was ''hot'', but still... | ||
Revision as of 11:19, 19 July 2012
The moment you suggest it he flips your positions and shoves you against the locker, savagely kissing you. His tongue intrudes your mouth searching for your essence and his hand roams to your ass, fingering it. As you moan in his mouth he flips you over, your face pressed against the locker, and he begins jacking you off and ramming your ass. As you feel his impressive girth enter you, you also feel his lips on the back of your neck, traveling on your shoulder. As you groan and pant with effort, he leans in to your ear and says "Is this good with you, babe?" Not waiting for a response, he kisses your ear.
Pain flashes with pleasure as he fucks you like a dog, and soon he flips you over so your back's on the bench. He gives you another savage kiss, cradling your head with one hand while his other furiously strokes your dick. It doesn't take too much longer before you cum, and as your jizz splatters his chest, your ass contracts around his dick and he comes with you. He kisses you one more time and pulls out, leaving an empty feeling. He wipes his hand on his chest, and cleans your jizz off his fingers. "Thank you, Master." he says.
A change has come over him. Not only is he more submissive, but he looks to you for approval of his actions and he constantly aches to be near you. Come to think of it, he has yet to stop touching you. You hear the warning bell ring. "Oh my gosh! Come on, we gotta get to class." You see disappointment flash across his face as you hurry to find clothes. "But... I wanna stay with you..." You stop. You could play hooky; there's no gym class next hour, and sex with this stud was hot, but still...
You decide:
To go to math class without him
That since you share a class, you may as well go to science