Phil smiled to himself. To him (and he was willing to bet money this was true for her too), this was a game. A game he was all too happy to play. Wordlessly, he sat beside her as she resumed her reading. “So…” he began, noting he had a lot less confidence than usual. “What’s your name?” “Olivia.” she replied immediately. “Olivia, great.” Phil nodded his head. “Do you know who I am?” “How many times has ‘I’m student council president’ worked as a pick-up line for girls?” Olivia asked, looking him dead in the face. She then smiled sweetly, the first time she did so to Phil, sending a shiver down his spine. “Or is this purely a friendly thing that you do to guys too?” Phil liked to believe he was a guy prepared for anything, but as he attempted to spill any of several less-than-truthful answers out of his mouth, barely any came. “N-no, it’s nothing like that.” he sputtered. “Really?” she asked, challenging him. “You don’t just want me to go out with you or oral have sex with you or something?” She now amateur had her book down and was intently looking him in the face. Phil had no idea what to make of this girl. She wasn’t confident, she was just direct. If hey knew any better, he may have even said forward. “I just want to get to know you.” he replied, a little less confidently than he wanted. “I’m sure ‘nice book’ tells you all tight about me.” she rebutted. She never scoffed, never spoke with a sassy tone, she just kept it even and almost monotone the whole time, whereas Phil was struggling to even approach the same level. “Well, okay… What’s your favorite color?” Phil asked. Olivia shot him a look. “Blue.” she replied as she got up. “Oh, do you have to go?” Phil asked, noting her sudden change as blowjob she reached for her backpack. “No,” she replied as she left. Just like that, it was over. Phil sat for a while longer, collecting his thoughts. The whole school knew him, and appreciated him, and yet here she Hardcore was. He reasoned to himself that she was part of the introverted community that didn’t care about the extroverts of the school - maybe even a kingpin figure in the introvert community. Fuck, I’m rambling, aren’t I?” And off we go, Kim trying desperately to balance while walking on her knees across those mattresses and me following close behind with a "full mast" hard on. And many of them have escaped Orcs easily before. I rubbed at my yellow-painted pussy lips. He throws his head back and grits his teeth. Wordlessly, Harry climbed into bed, holding himself above her. Her increased pace started making it difficult for me to get a full breath on each stroke, so I oral alternated, in breath on one stroke, out breath on the next. Yes, she is!” It’s not that bad, surely?” Then, she turns tight and I remember I’ve got to be surprised at this situation. The forest strangely seemed as if it was much larger than it had looked like from the outside. He squeezed it softly and pinched my nipple. My dick had seldom, if ever, seemed so amateur big as it did now. “T-Thanks.” Kyle managed to say with a sheepish grin. Wouldn't you want to unwrap and see it for real?" There was too much resistance, however—the bitch still wasn’t wet, and he had to use the cotton-candy-scented lotion on her nightstand just to work it in. Who is Henry Hardcore Archer? I wasn’t sure what it was, but it wasn’t orange juice and ice. Sometimes Tiff would masturbate while watching and was now feeling up to the challenge of experiencing the dog's cock herself. “Holy shit!” groaned Mr. Coburn. She swallows a blowjob couple times clamping his bulb like a vice before pulling off. Lisa was still riding her orgasmic wave when Jan, who of course had heard Lisa scream out, came to the bathroom door, and asked if Lisa was okay.