He was playing with my hair, ‘you like my cock?’ I tried pull off but damn it I still want to suck.‘Answer me.’Unwilling I pulled off spit dri...pping from my mouth, ‘yes I love it.’I grabbed the base of him and squeezed as my other hand quickly rubbed his very sensitive head. He legs start to shake but he never looked away from me. We stared at each other, feeling the lust pound in our blood. I moved back over him, knowing he was getting closer. He grabbed the back of my head and really started. I had her class in the morningand Sam had her right after lunch. For some strange reason I wasdetermined to do more than just "pass" this time. It was after 10:00 PMwhen Mom told me it was time to turn out the lights and go to bed. "But Mom! I still need to go over the material a bit more. This is thelast test of the year and I want to do my best." She looked over at theopen history book on my desk. She didn't know what to say. I had neverbefore asked to stay up late to study.She eyed me. ”Angelica remained expressionless, but turned her eyes from the bay to my face. “I haven’t really thought about it much. I’ve tried to block everything out as best I can. But all the partying and sex and working will never heal me. I’m really, really fucked up inside.”Angelica didn’t say a word. She sat there, looking at me. When I finally had enough courage to meet her gaze, I saw she had two single wet streaks going down each cheek. Then I lost it. I started silently sobbing, covering. I'd look into the brilliant sparkle of your hungry eyes, your mouth slightly open, curving into a pleading, hungry smile once I'm fully inside you. More moans would escape from between your lips. You'd clench even tighter when my fingers interlace with yours to both hold you down and feel your hands squeeze mine when ecstasy ripples through you, your pulse beating with mine like erratic tiny drums.I want both of us to be one that way, entwined beings that, once wrapped together and connected,.