Uhm…what’s up?”
“Not much. My hands, hungry as the rest of me, grasped his legs, lifting his body against mine, and carrying him to my bed. Now my hands were in his hair. His pleated skirt was green, gray, and black plaid. He gasped loudly at the ceiling, biting his lip afterward, his hands digging into my short hair. Lucas sat up quickly, and pushed me against the wall, surprising me. I couldn’t do anything but follow him down. His smooth, creamy-soft body was dressed in a schoolgirl’s outfit. I didn’t want this to be quick, but I had to have him. So I hope you enjoy. “Oh my god, baby…that was…” Lucas pants some more, catching his breath, his cute tummy heaving. “And I’m happy to have you, right here, in my arms.” I knew those words would make him putty in my hands, but I also meant it. I didn’t want this to be quick, but I had to have him. We knew we were about to screw like dogs in heat, but we were acknowledging