She might be shy but she was a hot little number. All it takes is my fingers on her c**t and she's open. I was sure she'd have no problem letting me f**k her how, when and where I want. "I'm happy as s**t you saved me your cherry." I pulled her head down and kissed her hard while my fingers worked her p***y over.
"You want me to eat your p***y again?" I'm addicted, so the f**k what? It's my p***y isn't it? I can stay in the s**t all day if I want to. I didn't think it was the newness either, the novelty effect. It was all her and what she did to me. She nodded shyly and I helped her up onto the desk.
"If you don't want anyone to know my head's buried between your thighs I suggest stuffing these in there." I passed her her panties, which were pretty to look at but served no real purpose.
