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I see him everyday. Just the sight of him sends a tingle down my spine and he knows this. He?s not the most popular or most looked at guy in my school, but he's just enough for me.*Seeing him all the time has turned my like for him into a slight obsession. Every time I see him I tingle, the little messages he sends drive me crazy. The tension between us is building. He?s a skateboarder, which for some odd reason automatically turns me on. One night while I was walking to our local C.V.S (where he works) I heard a noise. I knew someone was following me; it was Ryan. Without words, he immediately pressed his body against mine, sending shocks down my spine. Before I could grasp the etimesgut escort reality of the situation, he was sending a path of cool kisses down my neck. I knew he had been drinking pineapple Sunkist because it is his favorite and when our tongues met I could still taste it. The moans I sent out gave him an immediate hard-on. As we stood there grinding passionately, I could feel he was pretty big. He gently pushed his hand up my favorite, pink, thin strapped tee-shirt to caress the already rock hard nipples of my 40D tits. With his right hand still magically caressing my tits, he used his left hand to slide into my already soaking wet underwear. eryaman escort I let out a shriek followed a gasp as he quickly rotated his chilled hands on my uncontrollably throbbing clit. His hand skills were incredible. Sadly, our confrontation was ended due to a tedious phone call. It was my little brother calling. I didn?t answer the phone because I couldn?t readjust my voice quick enough. When the phone stopped ringing, I quickly readjusted my skirt and looked at Ryan, who kissed me then stepped back to slowly lick his fingers. He inched toward me to whisper, ?I got you now.? My spine shivered again, I knew he did this on purpose. He jumped sincan escort on his skate board and jolted off into the darkness. My legs were completely wobbly, it took me 15 minutes just to walk down the street to my house. The next day I avoided going to C.V.S at all costs because just the thought of him gave me a mini orgasm. However, the next day I couldn?t bare it any longer. I had to feel him inside me.*It was a Friday night and I knew Fridays were Ryan?s nights to close, so I slipped into my fluffy slightly see-through mini skirt, and a skinny tank top over my cheetah print Victoria secret bra and panty set, imprinted with the words ?bite me? which is what I intended to have happen. I slowly walked up the street to C.V.S. When the automatic doors opened, his head turned. I slowly walked over to his skateboard which he left lazily in the entrance, and bent over revealing the words on my underwear. By the time I got up, I was greeted by his tremendous hard-on.