If I had to count the fantasies on my
fingers, I’d need five hands. Mature porn I was shocked to see that Nathan was walking straight for me. The night was cool and laced with
stars. I kissed him harder, wanting more. “Go on up to my room,” he said. In all my life, I’d never know a sweeter dance. A beautiful sound. And the dance was unforgettable. Because of his looks, Nathan was
instantly popular with the whole school. “Hello?” he laughed. I didn’t want to think of
the future, or of school, or of when we could be together again. Habit, I guess. “Please don’t tell anyone,” I added quickly. After
I’d stopped shooting, I felt him licking my head, wanting more, cleaning
every last drop from where it came. “You are so strange. I’d been staring at Nathan for more than a month now in classes —
dreaming — wishing. I danced with them because I had to keep up
appearances. So nice. “Nathan,” I moaned. “Too bad,” he said softly, so no one would hear.
