Death simply doesn't give a fuck. 'Fuck?' I stood. Tore open my new blouse - its pristine presence was pointless now - and jiggled my cantilevered tit...s at them. Greyhair bellowed. 'Sit down!' For the merest moment, I wavered, but it was only a moment. I had three minutes. We all had three minutes. What possible sanction could sway me from my course? It was a concept my young flexible mind grasped instantly. Their blinkered crinkly brains would take a little longer. Since the start of the Irish. I smiled and blushed and said the words that I never thought I would say… ” I am all yours darling..Use me in whatever way you want ‘…Hearing this he got out of control and banged me against the wall..And was kissing me like a mad man..He was biting my upper and lower lips and I loved it..A moan escaped my mouth “Ooooohhhhh baby.. ” “Aaaahhh my darling its sooo good “He told me he never tasted any girl as sweet as me…I blushed like a wife on her first night then he started licking my face..My. This vision of loveliness was completed by long, blonde almost white, hair that she wore in a pony–tail which fell almost to her waist, framing a face with large emerald green eyes, natural full rose colored lips that were maybe just a touch wide, a small, straight nose, with only a few laugh and sun lines around her eyes. Her cheekbones were high and well-defined. The small vee of hair that covered her pubic mound was thin and light honey coloured, and she kept it neatly trimmed. This gorgeous. Emma then pats the end of the bed and says "Come her Jon, sit next to me here on the bed." I walk towards the bed and sit and ask "so what is it you want me to do for you then Emma?" Well first of all i want you to tell me what exactly you think about when thinking about me?" i look into her eyes and say "well i think of you naked and sucking my cock, once you have sucked my cock i then imagine what it would be like to slide a finger inside you and taste it. I also imagine playing with them.