All for me... Part 1!

He looked into her eyes, as they twinkled in the soft white light of
the moon. Her long, blonde, straight hair glistened sexily, turning him
on. The more he looked at her, the more he wanted her. And his need for
her, was bad.

She looked into his eyes, as they sparkled in the soft white light of
the moon. His long, sexy, floppy, dark hair glistened sexily, turning
her right on.The more she looked at him, the more he wanted him. Not
just him, but his money and his love. His love... His love... She
pondered for a second as he took this all in.

She saw the confused look on his face as he did. She turned away,
guiltily. He drew breath to speak, but she interrupted. She put her
finger to his lips and said;

"Shhhhh. I know we're not supposed to
be here, or together, or anywhere NEAR each other" still staying calm
and sexy, she continued: "But no one will know, will they?"
She eyed him, hungrily, and sexily licked her lips.

He was flabbergasted! She had just
sauntered down his driveway and when he answered the door, she grabbed
him. Just grabbed him and flung him into the passenger seat of her new
silver convertible. She then sped down the motorway to a cliff,
overlooking the sea. He had a nagging suspicion that she had come to
fling him off the cliff. But now, it honestly didn't look like
it.

They were sitting in the back seat of the convertible, her - eying him
up, him - totally turned on by this mysterious sexy woman, but still
not sure. He was seventeen. She looked about the same. Apparently, her
name was Emma, his was Jack. Emma was small and slim, with long blonde
hair with a black mini skirt and and a sexy revealing, red blouse. He
had dark floppy hair, a muscular figure but he was in baggy jeans and a
big t-shirt. Nothing special.

She was certainly hyped up now. She
was on all fours on the squishy leather seat, growling. He sat there,
and didn't move a muscle. But he knew he should. For his own good, and
for the sake of growing his anticipation to fuck her.

To be continued...