" Pushing my legs up, until my knees pressed against my breasts, pushing his black cock in, holding it as deep as he could then spurted me full of his... young fertile cum. When he was through, he rolled off of me onto the bed, totally exhausted.I thought about how I'd crawled over and laid my head on his chest and began running my hands over his smooth young body. My lips kissing his nipples then moving to his lips. Moaning he'd said, "Janet I need you again."Kissing him I said, "not tonight. "What, you're thinking of going to the dance with him? He never goes to dances." And he never will if nobody will go with him."I got up and walked to Eric's table, taking the seat opposite."Hello Eric, I'm new here. My name's Natalie." I know," said Eric, not looking up from his book, 'Mathematical Methods for Scientists'."Would you like to go to the dance with me on Friday?" I've never been to a dance." Neither have I. We can provide mutual support." Are you making fun of me? I'm .... "I was sent to tell you how sorry I am for swiping your paper. Mom just gave me a spanking and she told me to tell you that too." the poor girl said in a quiet,quivering voice. Fresh tears were dripping down her cheeks. I could not help myself as I watched one fall down and hit right on a nipple that was poking out under her shirt. It was like fate had it in for me. The tear just hung there,drawing my eyes to it. "Please don't cry Terry." I said as gently as I could. This k** must almost be. Without a word, she jumped up and ran off in the direction of the cottage. Srilatha tried to follow her, but her legs were still rubbery from her orgasm. It took a few minutes before she could manage to gather the blanket and follow her friend. Srilatha found Jayanthi lying on her bed, face buried in her pillow and sobbing hysterically. It took several minutes before Srilatha could get anything even vaguely coherent out of Jayanthi behaviour.“Oh God, Srilatha, don’t you understand?!? I’m a . ..