I needed him back inside of me. I begged and I begged for it, but he simply said, “No.”“Please give it to me,” I cried.“No,” he said. “Y...ou’re the kind of girl who gets everything she wants. Right?”“Yes,” I replied.“I want something,” he said.“Anything,” I replied.“Did you get off watching me jerk off on your picture?” he asked.“Yes,” I replied.“Do you always fuck guys you just meet?” he asked while stroking his cock.“Yes,” I replied.“Do you know what that makes you?” he asked.“Yes,” I. From outside my skirt, I feel your fingers sneak downwards and hook onto the waistline. Gently, yet purposely tugging it only a few inches down. Then painfully slowly bringing it over my hips and ass, covering my newly bared skin with more of your tantalizing kisses. The fabric slips to the ground. My body seems to be lying to me, I know its cold out yet I feel so warm inside. I return my hands to your soft, silky hair and lose myself in the mesmerizing feeling of running my fingers through. It tasted warm and salty. “Now kiss me, cherie, “she demanded, “so that I can taste my quim juice?” Once again – in the middle of our sexy clinch - she gently quivered. She stroked my cheeks tenderly and smiled. “Ever done that before?” I shook my head. “Ever had sex with a woman?” Again, I had to confess I hadn’t.Colette clutched my hand tightly. “Oh my! So, my adorable Nicholas is still a virgin?” I dropped my head shyly and nodded. “But I imagine you masturbate from time to time?” I nodded. " Not me," he said. "You." What about me?" I asked. "I'm a fighter, too, you know."My boxing stance brought a small smile."R.J.," he said. "The NCAA ruled you couldn't play this spring. A couple of SEC schools filed a complaint about your eligibility."I knew the second part was right. Coach Brown had told me they had. I knew the first part was a possibility, but I thought it was a distant one."Are you sure, Aaron?" I asked, but I knew if anyone would know, it would be him. "Well, crap." It's.