Beca was stunning. And it was so simple. She wore a pair of white sandals. The spaghetti strap top hugged her beautiful breasts. I know that if she we...ars this to school, she’ll need a bra with it, but the shape and color of her nipples were exciting to see. She wore a white skirt that layered down in three tiers to about mid-thigh. And a necklace that was almost like a bolo tie with a huge medallion from which hung two ends of the cord.And she was wearing makeup. Not overly done, but definitely. It was swarming with clay men below, readying for battle. Knives, nunchuks, staffs at the ready. The boy looked like he was once again succumbing to the Chi dagger’s poison, fading into unconsciousness. At least he hadn’t given in. For now.She hoped that the boy was strong enough. It would have to be something big.Deep breath.Jean inhaled deeply, drawing the oxygen in the room deep into her lungs, focusing on the electricity that coursed within her, ready to ignite. The cool air swirled,. She then lay back on the bed, pulled back her legs and begged me, I mean literally ‘please, please, oh sweet god please!’ to fuck her. As I climbed on top of her and slide into her warm, if not overly tight, pussy I started thinking of all the porn I had watched over the years, trying to remember anything that would help me seem like a total stud in this situation. I thought about all those big titted porn star girls being fucked by all those big cocked porn star guys. I was wondering how loose. I got up walked over to her and gently rubbed my hand over one of her cheeks; this got a smile from her and some really filthy looks from some of the other patrons. ‘My name is Justin and would you like to spank me, because I would as sure as hell like to spank you.’ She grabbed my hand and we were soon in one of the stock room, where she stripped off her skirt and offered her bottom up to me. I started gently and was rebuked for this. So I quickly upped the force and tempo and was rewarded.