I watch as he undresses, marvelling at his strength, youth and masculiinity. I'm pleased to see that he's already erect. I watch silently as he shower...s, feeling sick with desire for him to touch me, fuck me, hurt me. I know it's coming and there's no rush. Nonetheless, it's hard to remain calm. I slow my breath and fold my hands in my lap as I kneel. In that moment all I want is to please him and be worthy of his time and attention. I'm more than aware of how handsome and charismatic he is. I'm. She pulled down her panties, already slightly wet from watching me jerk. She turned around and bent over the desk, hiking up her skirt as she did, revealing her delicious ass. "Fuck me hard." She commanded. "If you haven't moved this desk up against the wall before you cum, you're not fucking me hard enough."She reached behind her and spread her cheeks in invitation. I was tempted by her puckered butt hole, but a wrong move here would be disastrous. Even so, her glistening slit beneath was just. If the shock of whatI had done hadn't been enough, I found myself reliving moments of otherlives - always a fighter, always facing monsters and demons ...And always a girl.It's probably a good thing that in the aftermath of my fight, myattackers gave me a wide berth, as I was pretty busy trying to processthe memories flooding my brain.Then just when I was starting to think I had adjusted, I had a visitorcome to my house.She was a pretty red-head, college age from the look of her, and when. I continued rubbing her legs and thighs as I slowly begin to stand. I maneuver my rock hard member under her skirt, with a little help from my hands, I gently raise her skirt up. My cock pressed against her soft moist satin lace, her panties are soaked with hot juice from her pussy. I continue to caress her body all over. I move my erect shaft back and forth against the wet satin of her panties. As I slowly unbuttoned her shirt, she reaches down and moves her panties to the side exposing her.