Every fiber of his being longs to tear the fabric away so he can see your naked beauty, but still he pauses in near desperation awaiting the faintest ...whisper.Downward his hands move hovering just above your stomach, where his body aches to plant his seed, the a****l inside him straining to fill you with himself, the spawn of his pleasure, the echo of his need. His hand trembles but still does not touch you, he denies himself to drink in each moment of you. Further down, he lowers his head, as. That though both horrified and excited me, and before I knew it, I felt pre-cum flooding into my shaft. Some of it flowed immediately into the girl, but there was still a large quantity trapped in my cock.It was ironic that I had been so worried about getting a single drop of pre-cum anywhere near Samantha's vagina, and made her suck my dick before I would agree to touch the outside of her pussy with my cock. Now I had just allowed a dozen drops or more to enter her body, with more in the. So when my mom insisted that I follow her footsteps and attend Bryn Mawr -- and, oh by the way, join the same sorority she'd been a member of -- and hinting that she and Dad wouldn't pay for me to go anywhere else, I was stuck.It was the worst two years of my life. The only halfway decent thing I got out of it was that I learned a little bit about sex. I started to fill out during my senior year of high school, and I was somewhat amazed to find that I could attract guys.Unfortunately, the guys. It’s going to happen. We all know it. All of us, including you. And it’s fine. It’s what has to happen. I’m resigned to it, just as Kara’s resigned to you and Karin having sex. We don’t like it, but these are things that have to happen. And just as Kara is sure that you’ll choose her over Karin, I’m sure that in the end, you’ll choose me over Kara.”“This is enough to make my head spin!” I said.“I’d say the drama level has kicked up a notch. The interesting thing is that you aren’t creating it..