It was his cock, still rubbing up against the full length of her sheathed cunt while touching her belly button. And instinctively the girl knew he was going to try to shove his prick in her. Again Ginny tried pulling back, squeezing her ass cheeks together and bracing her knees against Justin's. The big football player simply held onto her, his hands now cupping her ass cheeks once more and squeezing them against one another.

"That's it. Play around. You like to play around, don'tcha?"

"No, don't, Justin! Oh, oh, I don't know what's happening to me!" she wailed.

"Just feelin' good. You're feeing real good, and so am I."

He was laughing hollowly, his body rubbing up more hotly against hers. Ginny whimpered as he walked back with her against the wall, flipping off the light switch. In a second they were plunged into near-darkness. A faint glow washed over the room. It was enough for her to see his handsome face.

"Oh, Ginny, we're gonna fuck. We're gonna fuck hard and long."

"No, I never…"

But her protests were drowned by a long, tonguing kiss.

CHAPTER TWO

Justin moved one of his hands slowly around her narrow hips. Smoothing his fingers around her flat tummy, he finally curled them under her cotton-sheathed pussy mound. Ginny gasped, her eyelids fluttering as she felt the pressure of his fingers against her pussy.

He knew what he was doing. He'd done this sort of thing before. He knew how a woman was built, what she needed to feel good. And he was doing it!

Ginny groaned, her head falling back, her long blonde hair sweeping over her lower back. His finger was pushing the cotton up into her virgin cunt, sopping up the juices that flowed from her velvety smooth pussy walls.

"Ohhh, oh, yes, yes, yes," she moaned.

She could no longer lie. Whatever he was going to do to her, she wanted.



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