Shifting, you raise one of my knees and put my leg over your shoulder, giving you greater access. Diving back in, you assault my clit with firm stroke...s, light strokes, long and short, fluttering flicks. You hear my moans of pleasure and the juices of my excitement. >> Taking your free hand, you run your fingers up the back of my leg resting on your shoulder. Your other hand goes upward, just below my belly-button and presses my hips tight against the wall. I feel one finger enter my wetness as. When we got to my place, Kat started changing. She wound up in a white t-shirt and granny panties. She was sitting on my roommate's bed. He was out of town, but I knew he wouldn't give a shit if someone used his bed. He was a good friend, and nothing bothered that k**.But as Kat was sitting on his bed, I walked up to her and said, "Actually, I'm not sure if Wes would want you sleeping on his bed. You can just share mine with me. I promise I won't make a move or anything.Kat knew my roommate Wes. As the days went by, I began to look at other women in a more sexual way. My ex-girlfriend never liked me talking with a lot of different women, and when we broke up she said that she didnt care who I was with. Initially we where supposed to take a break, but it eventually turned into a full fledged break up. What was the worst was that I still had feelings for her, but I know that theyd pass. Now at this time I was only fifthteen and its not like I knew a lot about relationships. Ive had my. All she knew that she had been fucked every hour, every day, by many men. They had violated and explored every inch of her young, fit body, defiling it with liters of sperms. They have forced the dirtiest, sickest fantasy on her, teaching her things that would make a streetwalker blush.The strange oil that they smear upon her soft skin made her feel ... more, giving each touch more sensation than before. The young, innocent girl from the city was broken, bit by bit, into a living fuck.