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And as turned-on as I was that night, I know that I wouldn't have put up any real resistance to Art's advances. And so Art could have easily climbed on top of me and fucked me that night, if he had wanted to. But he didn't even try." "You sound kind of disappointed about that. Are you? I mean, were you actually wanting Art to fuck you that night?" "I could lie to you and say 'yes.' But I won't, since I'm trying to 'come clean' with you right now, and you deserve to know the real truth about me. So here it is: All the way up until the time that you and I finally began having intercourse together, I asian had always viewed myself as being a 'nice Catholic girl,' and a 'nice girl' wasn't supposed to fuck her guy until the night of her wedding. So what I was really wanting from Art that night was for teen him to force his intentions on me, and 'take me' in the back seat of his car." "Wow! So then what you're really telling me right now is that you were actually wanting Art to date-rape you that night?" Ray asked, incredulously. "Yes, that's exactly what I was wanting him to do. That way, I could place all the blame on him for taking things 'too far.' And by cooperating with him while he was date-raping me, I would still be able to play the role of the 'nice girl' who was simply trying to make the best of a bad situation. "But the truth is, ever since Freddy took my virginity that day, I was no longer the 'nice Catholic girl' that I used to be, even though I kept pretending that I was. The 'real me'--the sexual slut that I kept well-hidden under the surface--just wanted Art to rape the crap out of me, and get his rocks off deep inside me, just like Freddy did to me in the bathroom that Sunday afternoon. "And I didn't want Art to use a rubber, either. Because I wanted to feel his bare dick inside me. And at the time, I didn't care that I wasn't on any form of birth control. I was just feeling super-horny. Maybe I was even ovulating that night. Who knows? Pretty crazy, huh?" "Yeah, that sounds pretty crazy alright. But I know how you get, once you get turned-on enough. I mean, let's face it. You take 'reckless abandon' to a whole new level. You just don't seem to be able to think straight, once you've got a sopping-wet pussy down between your legs. I've seen you 'in-action' too many times. "How about all those months when we first started living together, and I was trying like to hell to keep from fucking you during sex, because you insisted that you wanted to keep your virginity until we got married? "And then you'd get all turned-on and stuff. And before I knew it, you'd be flat on your back, with your legs spread apart, and your wet pussy pulled-open for me. And it was obvious that you wanted me to rub the head of sexy my dick against your wide-open pussy crack. And so I did. And you always loved it, when I did that. I could tell. "And as I would get closer and closer to cumming, it would take every bit of willpower that I had, tits to keep from sticking my dick up inside you, and finally fucking that wonderful pussy of yours. "And at the same time as I was struggling to keep from cumming all amateur over your pussy, you'd be saying things to me like, 'It's okay, babe. Why don't you go ahead and cum on my clit? Or you can cum in my pussy crack, if you want to.' I reared my head back, and shrieked around the meat in my throat. Shit, you're not a woman. “What did you think about when you jerked off Brandon?” Sign me up," she says gleefully. He felt proud that he hadn't had to dip asian into English once, after less than a week of Manjula's teaching. They are a little pricey, sexy but from what I’ve seen, it’s worth the extra money. Got it. We’re not through!” It really seems to have been carved from the cliff. I pulled the shaft and the plug out of her at the same time. Savannah got up from the couch with her water and walked back upstairs, leaving me alone downstairs to think about everything that had just happened. The I moaned at the professor, “Keep licking me and fingering me, Mommy!” If you’ll hold on a second I’ll let you speak with Lt. Flanagan. A light was on in the kitchen, I peered inside and saw Elise. It was amateur incredibly erotic! teen tits She gasped as my tongue swiped through her pussy lips. Slowly he felt her relax and her movements fell in rhythm with his.