"Huhhhrrr! Huhhhrrr! Huhhhhrrrr!"

Her mind bleached out all thought and sensation except the feel of Justin's prick plowing through her pussy. His soft, leathery balls slapped again and again while he rode high, ensuring his prick would continually touch her clit. The resulting electrical seepage drove Ginny closer and closer to the brink of climax. She had touched herself secretly in bed and felt something nice happen to her pussy. That, she guessed, was orgasm. But now she was feeling something much more intense, something much more overwhelming. And this, she instinctively knew, was only the prelude to something far more powerful.

"Uhhhhh!" Ginny gasped, tears of delight running down her cheeks.

She knew he was going to shoot his wad into her. She knew his hot, sticky jizz was going to clog her cunt. Her soft whimpers became louder sobs as she started realizing she was enjoying what he was doing to her. The continual jerky fuck thrusts of his cock had built up sensations she had never been aware of before. Justin rode her like a pro, his hands gripping her hipbones. At times he slid them back, his fingers cupping her ass cheeks and holding them rolled back so he could fuck deeper.

"Fuckin' slut, fuckin' whore. Gonna make – uhhh – gonna make you feel my prick all the way."

The bell! Above the room, Ginny could hear the class-change bell. And still Justin fucked her. Oh, what would become of her?

CHAPTER FOUR

"That away, baby. Come on, move that ass, move it around and make me feel real good!"

Justin fucked his cock in faster and faster. Ginny knew his cum was about to boil out of his prick head. She could see the animal state in his eyes and knew he was going to blow his wad into her.

"Uhhhhhh!" he grunted.