I have shitloads of works to do 😦 If you read my “about me” you’d see I’m an 18 year old jamaican university student and university here is no joke, boy do they love piling up the work! A gun to the head seems fitting some days and other days I gotta fight to go on, either way, I’m still here, hopefully i’ll update this weekend
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wanted to change my avatar to this but google chrome is bitching. World, this is my face 🙂
Her body tingled with want, desperation and she pulled his shirt over his head as they stopped kissing for one tenth of a second. Damon bit his lip as he looked down on her…he needed this. He slid himself back down between her legs, planting soft kisses on her neck as he reached his right hand up to her breast, cupping them. Sarah let out a deep breath and looked up to the ceiling, “HOW MUCH LONGER??” she thought. She pushed him to the opposite end of the couch so she could be on top then unbuttoned her blouse with haste as she looked him in the eyes…
“I just need to fuck her, fuck her and i’ll be over this” Damon thought as he saw skin being revealed as each button opened. “Just need to fuck her” he kept saying to himself, but did he really mean it? A sudden heat came over his whole body as she began to grind on his male parts, his face flushed as an even harder erection came on “…Sarah” he said as nervousness came over him, she put a finger over his lips, if he spoke he’d ruin it, she wanted to give herself to him, the guy with the girlfriend, the guy who she had no reasons as to why he ever transitioned from just a friend, she had no idea what she was about to do…
She pecked his cheek, then left a trail of kisses from his chest…to his stomach…to right above his shorts then looked up at him. “Now or never sarah..” her mind told her but as she looked up and saw his phone lighting up across the room. “i bet thats her texting him” nothing about her expression changed, she looked down at Damon, he was still too into what was going on to notice if the earth had just opened up beside him. She continued. “fucking lying piece of shit” she thought smiling as she went in to kiss him ” how much more screwed up can we get?” She lifted his hand and rested it on her right breast before reaching down into his shorts. his erection…perfect…hard as she had ever felt it and she began to stroke it as he massaged her breast. “let me put it in…” he whined, like every other time they had reached this point, except this time she wasn’t shying away.Â
“I said shut up” sarah said and damon looked at her taken a back but slightly more turned on. He pushed her back to the other side of the couch in their original position where he cupped her breast and made circle around her nipple with his tongue while his other hand roamed every curve of her body. “she’s making this happen?” he thought to himself as he tugged reluctantly on her shorts and she played in his hair, he looked up at her before tugging again, then she eased up and slid it off. He kissed her navel then used his teeth to clench the side of her underwear before taking it off. WETNESS. That sticky wet stuff that a guy longed to place his fingers or dick in. “a finger on her clit and she fidgeted “I love you” he whispered “beautiful lies…” she thought, as he entered her and a plethora of emotions ran across her face, her eyes welling up, but no tears…never shed a tear
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