I pulled him into me and dug my nails into his tan back. xxx I wasn’t an ugly girl by any means. It was going to get louder. What I did love, was his curly blonde hair that stopped just short of his brow ridge. As my index finger entered me, I was overtaken by my fantasy. His sweat dripped down on me and I was overtaken with his many, marijuana laced musk. You’re the one that likes him,” she said, absentmindedly smacking her gum, clearly paying more attention to the red haired, ruddy faced guy sitting next to him. I could pretend to be a good girl all I wanted, but I had no intention of loving him. I was intuitive enough to know that he wanted her as bad as she wanted him.
