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Ben's body was tense again, and Lily felt his balls tighten in her hand as he eased out of her mouth, slid his fingers down to the shaft of his cock and stroked in quick jerks. He threw his head back, face locked in a grimace that almost looked like pain, chest heaving as he finally let out a grunt that made Lily tremble in satisfaction. She leaned forward, opened her mouth wide and let her tongue lap at the head of his cock, catching his come and letting it pool inside her. She waited until his body stopped pulsing and Ben had started to breathe again. He looked down at her, and Lily slid his cock back into her mouth, allowing his come to run over her tongue as she traced over the ridges and veins of his shaft once again. He slid both hands back into her hair and tightened his fingers against her scalp, tilting her head back so that he could meet her gaze as she tasted him. Slowly, she eased back, leaving her mouth open for a moment after he pulled out of her completely so that he could see his come on her tongue. She swallowed, and the look in his eyes was priceless. Ben slipped out of the house just as the sun began to rise, and headed for the spot he had left his car on the outskirts of the neighbourhood. By all accounts, he'd fucked up royally. He was supposed to either scare her into keeping her mouth shut, or just take care of the whole situation, not indulge his own fucking fantasies. He knew she could identify him. She was still alive, and now she had physical evidence she could use against him. He should be worried. Something told him though, that his little Back Bay rich girl wouldn't exactly want the world to teen know she'd been fucked every which way by a townie punk, and liked it. It was her move, and he'd have to just wait and see how she played. He knew one thing for certain, though. He didn't regret it. Not one fucking bit. Hot breath slid over the expanse of my neck, the anticipation was killing me as I squirmed in the hard wooden seat. The dainty pale fingers held me stiffening as she held me in place, my squirming being held fast then becoming frantic feeling the long thin line of saliva drawn from nape up my neck to the lobe of my ear. I just wanted her to do it. End it. It was weeks into spring break almost over in fact and I wasn't sure how I felt about that. The water cascaded down my body, loofah in hand as I tried to scrub my body clean. The past couple weeks had been somewhere between bliss and hell as Jace had been true to his word, on his part of the deal anyway being outside my apartment building every morning to take me someplace different that his parents owned or had something to do with to have his way with me. His way hurt I've found, but I couldn't deny I responded to it there was plenty of my DNA shot out beneath us to prove I did. But I would come to terms with that eventually. I still hadn't gotten over the bizarre fact that Jace Hoskins the all star was gay, well maybe not gay I'd heard plenty around campus of the girls he's slept interracial with so maybe bi like me? I went rigid scrubbing shampoo in my hair as I caught myself calling myself bi. I mean I never thought of guys as disgusting but you have to understand growing up in the bible belt you just hear gay bashing as normal talk, I thought about it for some time but decided I was undecided, I wasn't attracted to men that I knew of but Jace was the first guy to come out to me (If that's pussy what you call it.) And I certainly wasn't attracted to the man who spent all his time on physical efforts and hurt people during sex as his primary enjoyments. Then again though.. "Ooouuuch..." I ran my finger over my backdoor, being rammed full everyday was beginning to be taxing. During our time together Jace would do everything he could think of to hurt and/or embarrass me like yesterday when he was sliding multiple fingers into my hole as he had me bent over a love seat at his families summer home. Pushing his fingers outward pulling my hole taut as he chuckled in his deep tone saying how stretched out he's made me. I came off the arm of his furniture with the full intention of swinging around decking him but he kept me pinned down with his other hand as he planted it on the small of my back. Standing he replaced his fingers with his large cock in my hole, I remember feeling the stretch of him entering me again then back to animalistic moans, bucking and sounds you only hear come out of you by accident as he tore me up. Stepping out into the steamy air I began toweling myself off, the soft beads of water being wiped away as i looked myself in the mirror for the first time, I saw a somewhat taut pale young man with wispy body hair standing before me, his dick hung limply slightly below his balls not big and not small I was more on the cute side than handsome the blue in my green eyes the curve of the cheekbone I've had many girls say I was adorable, indian and for the first time I realized I looked like someone guys would like. It was an odd feeling, seeing yourself like this for the first time not as odd as seeing yourself on video doing stuff with another man the first time but odd enough. It was by far a very expensive place and the furniture supported that (like a decent five digit figure expensive for each one). That evening we eat cold meat and bread in the dark. The girls both looked at eachother. I shrugged. I had to be honest. Didn't order. I could feel the rubber balls touching my ass. “It means that it’s a teen great day for pasta,” he says smiling at me. He turns back to me and strokes and caresses my boobs, while kissing me. I try to protest, but can’t. He was naked to the waist and wearing only a short underpants. He had to have been sitting in the chair for at least 16 hours straight. She cries. I asked Grace if she ever had another session with the dogs and she said that was one of the things Dave was trying to force her to do. But thankfully he didn’t have time to answer before someone else said that we should go swimming. I leaned over and hugged her close and said "honey you just experienced something that 99.9% of the women interracial in the world never has and never will" You just had a female ejaculating orgasm just like the guys do except 100 times more intense.." It would be better not to skip the whole day, so I just called my assistant and told her I would be in later. I know darling…. I was squirming. 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