Her nipples are hard and ready for attention, but I slide backward along her thighs, reaching for the clasp and zipper of her skirt, before tugging it... down her legs. I leave her panties on for now as I slide backward off the bed. Her eyes flutter open and quickly follow me to the side of the bed.She watches, close up as I shimmy my own skirt down my legs. I turn in a slow circle, my hips swinging until I face her again. her eyes are wide imagining what she will see when I finally slip my. And I was so rarely home from boarding school, or from ‘vacations’ – really forced networking visits with the other thoroughbred offspring – that I honestly wasn’t sure she would recognize me on sight if we ran into each other on the street. Not that she’d ever deign to be simply walking down the street.Her victim stood stolidly, as if the words she spat were utterly meaninglessness, despite their gravity. He would never touch her again. There would be no other children. There would be no spare. Take me deep. You are such a good cocksucker.”She heard his nasty words and the feeling of the egg buzzing deep inside her sent her over the edge. She lifted off him and said, “You are too much. Are you going to come for me? I need a little snack.”“Oh yeah, I am just about ready to,” he said, breathing hard. “Your mouth and throat feel so fucking nice. I haven’t ever had anyone deep throat me.”“Well, I am about to take your virginity then aren’t I. Are you going to have anything left for me. I felt her hand taking hold of my erection, her fingers curling around the upright shaft, squeezing its stiffness. She sighed. I brought my legs up. I don't, to lay beside her, I guess. But as I did that, I was moving on top of her. Her legs were spreading apart. Easily and naturally, my boner was pushing between her legs, finding her opening, and then pushing into her vagina. There was no objection. We looked at one another, pleased with what we were doing. It felt fantastic feeling my bare.