One moment I was in the middle of the room, the next I was on my back in bed. His lips closing over mine as he ground his hips into me. Pleasure was washing over me. I began moaning into his mouth. Lifting one of my legs, I settled him more squarely between my thighs, loving the feel of his erection rubbing against my clitoris. Juices mixing as the lustful fever took over. Driving home in the heat of passion, I was stretched to accommodate his girth. Moving in hard, pounding thrusts, he sent me over the edge again and again. His fucking felt like it very well might kill me, but I relished in the pleasure, not caring. His words found me in a daze. "You're holding together quite nicely. I usually have killed my partner by now. Get me to ejaculate and I will save you. I will strengthen you farther than any other possibly could. SO you may want to try a little." His callous attitude made me find a depth of strength hidden within. Determined to win and survive, I began squeezing my inner. Just before the end of the session, after only asking for help a couple of times, she had the program working. She’d worked fast and I was impressed at how quickly she’d learned. The way she was going, she was going to surpass my skills at age fourteen. I had her save her work and then talked to her about getting her own computer.“I’m going to suggest to your stepdad that he get you an Apple IIe. It’s like this, only faster and with more RAM. I’ve actually got one upstairs if you want to see it.”“Sure!” she said brightly.We went upstairs to my room so that I could show her the computer.“Oooh! Taking me to your room?” she giggled. “Are you sure it’s computers you want to talk about?”“Penny!” I said sharply.“What?” she said, acting innocent.“Just keep your mind where it belongs, OK?”She giggled, “Oh, it is!”I sighed and quickly showed her the Apple IIe, then left my room as fast as I could. I should have thought about having one of the other girls come with me. I wouldn’t make that.
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