~Lexy's P.OV~
The idea of me mounting him caused my imagination to go wild again, and before I knew it, my s****l arousal skyrocketed. I felt myself getting flustered again and realized what I was thinking. I snapped myself back to reality and initiated another double-handed smack on the cheeks to pull myself together. I don't know when I've become this lustful, but it is seriously infuriating me! It feels like I can compare my emotions to a carnival of clowns at this point in my life. My little tantrum at the dinner table with Mom, my snapping at that dusky harlot, my jealous temper in the school hallway, and now this lustful explosion of emotions. It's confusing, to say the least. It's like my sensations are out of control. I am turning sixteen next month. So it's, in all likelihood, ju
