I felt a tingling sensation among my legs and my neck at the same time. I felt the blood leave my body. I closed my eyes and put one hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer, edging him on to drink more. He obliged by adding more pressure to my pussy.His hands tugged at the elastic waistline of my panties. He gave another tug making the elastic snap back onto my skin, leaving my thigh stinging momentarily. He licked around the bit wound and licked up my jaw. I sat there panting slightly, my eyes half opened, my panties half soaked. He seemed displeased about this and licked down my chest. Taking hold of one of my breasts and giving them a good squeezes while licking the nipple of the other. I gripped the bed as he did the same over and over again. He bit down finally on my left nipple and sucked heavily. Like a baby. I Stroked his hair and breathed slightly quicker. While he was feeding on my left nipple he was massaging the other. This mixture of pain of pleasure was enough. ‘She’s…she’s doing it with…with two of them!’ Her eyes moved downward and from the way they widened, he knew she’d seen his hard-on. ‘Oh!’ she said. ‘Oh…my…God!’ ‘Are…are you as turned on as…as I…as I am?’ he croaked. ‘Yes!’ He took her hand and dragged her across the exercise room, through the door into the women’s locker room. She offered no resistance. This was crazy and he knew it. If she came to her senses, she’d yell ‘Rape!’ and he’d be in deep shit, but he didn’t care. He had a hard-on and was going to do something about it with this lovely little thing! Marcus put his hands under the girl’s arms and lifted her onto one of the benches fastened to the floor between the rows of lockers. That put her breasts at eye level. Then he slid his hands under her sweatshirt and cupped those startlingly large breasts. The girl put her hands on his head and pulled him against her, moaning. She was wearing a bra and, as excited as he was, undressing her slowly was the farthest thing from.
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