The best part, in my opinion, was the proud prowness she had about her. It appeared as time slowed and simply let fate be within her grasp. It was a v...ery interesting feeling for me as for even throughout my adolescence, I was not entirely interested in many women. None of them appeared to have any uniquness or any character but even though I found many girls in school pretty mediocre, didn't prevent my arousal from seeing the beauty within afew of them. I remember many a nights masturbating to. Each time I felt less like a person and more like piece of meat for these strangers. I began to understand that this was my place. My destiny. I was worthless unless I was being used like this by strangers. While I laid there alone in the dark motel room I made a promise to myself that I would dedicate the rest of my life to this. To have cock and cum in me as often as possible was my goal. I began chanting my head my new mantra: I am a worthless whore. I deserve to be used. I live to serve. I. Without thinking, she flipped herself around. She wrapped one arm around his neck, and kissed him deeply. She took his rock hard penis in his other hand and stroked slowly. Their tongues touched and explored each other briefly before plunging deep into each other’s mouths. The man pulled away walked her over to the other side of the couch, keeping hold of one of Kaylee’s hands. He sat down, and she immediately dropped to her knees in front of him. She took him in her mouth and sucked. Finally,. And it was the right thing to do, Ron decided, because Harry’s breathing slowed and he stopped thrashing about, once he felt the security of Ron’s arm draped casually across his waist.Clearly, Harry had been more than a little surprised the next morning when he awoke to find himself nose to nose with Ron, their normal teenage morning erections bumping together from the sheer closeness of their bodies. His sharp intake of breath had woken Ron, who brushed off Harry’s embarrassment by telling him.