She knew, however, that she needed to leave for school. She didn’t feel bad teasing him … she had given him as much pussy as he wanted the night ...before and let him fuck her again when they first woke up that morning. He never objected when she played with him, even if she couldn’t finish. She gave him one last flick and a stroke of his long cock thru his pants, then spun away from him to get her bag. “I have to leave now,” she told him. Without saying anything, he caught her by the arm and. Hope climbing out, doing her best to look like the star she thinks she is. Flicking her hair over her shoulder again and heading inside.“I think my mother is vaguely aware that I’m sexually active, but my father, he’s dumb-as-fuck and hasn’t got a clue. He still thinks I’m his little princess. He’s living in a dreamworld and I’m about to give him a big wake-up call!”Walking along a quiet corridor, the sound of Hope’s footsteps on hard wearing carpet ... Her voice hushed.“I don’t really like. She turned around and asked "Can I help you sir?", I couldn't speak she had a beautiful face with small freckles that you could barely notice and her red hair made it worse for me. "Sir?" she asked again, I just couldn't help myself to speak, my heart was pounding like crazy. "Can I get you something?" she asked. With what little strength that I had I replied "Yes, I'd like a coffee to go please". Needless to say I could barely focus myself that day. The days passed and I was still a regular. I would have considered myself a very attractive guy. I mean, I was by no means a model, but I never seemed to have any problem with ladies. In fact, I was envied by many of peers for my ability to get just about any woman I desired. This skill, more than likely had more to with my personality than my physical appearance. But being in great shape did not hurt. I was a bit of a social butterfly, and mixed and mingled with all types of people. I was laid back, relaxed and funny. And judging from.