And then we began to rock together. Locked together the way we were, we could only move our pelvises, exercising lower back and ab muscles to work tog...ether. It didn’t give us a pounding sensation and we moved only a couple of inches apart and back together. But those couple of inches were the most stimulating I’d ever felt. It was as if all the tremors she had previously had concentrated in her vagina. It was like being wrapped in one of Kelly’s vibrators.I could feel the metal bar at her clit. He took me in his arms and we began to kiss like lovers. These were not tentative, get to know you a little bit better kisses. These were 'you are so fucking hot, let's fuck' kisses.Not long after we started kissing his hands began to wander over my body again the way they had in the shower. I was more than happy to have it. I loved the way he was touching me.After several more minutes of kissing and touching with growing passion I pushed Lyle over onto his back and began to work my way slowly. ” When kayl saw Gavin, he had to push back the hard on that was slowly causing his pants to tighten. In Kayls mind, Gavin was the perfect first love (Gavin being openly gay and proud, still pleasing the ladies with kisses, hellos and goodbyes, and was just perfect). Gavin has an open satin button up shirt with a wife beater under it showing the curves of his muscles and baggy kakis. “So you’re an art major?” Kayl asked.” “Yeah, well more art tech, but still, its art.” “So what about you?” Kayl. I could feel it. "Goodnight, Mr. Smith," Casey said flatly. I walked down the hallway towards the stairs when I heard another crash. I heard Casey cry out in pain. I ran back to make sure she was alright. I saw her slumped over on the ground. "Ms. Sinclaire? Ms. Sinclaire!" I cried, getting no answer. I lifted her up in a sitting position to see her eyes wide open but unmoving. My heart stopped. Was she dead? She suddenly began to laugh. Her eyes didn't move and she just cackled away. She.