One of his hands wanders down to the button on my pants and begins to inch between it and my skin. Black porn “Wow,” I murmur softly as he joins me in an attempt to detangle my head. I smirk at his impatience, but continue with my torture all the same. Add to that my boyfriend of six months broke up with me this morning — during a rendezvous in the bathroom at school — and I am one extremely pissed off and horny girl. He offers his hand to help me up the ladder (it doesn’t have a guard rail), and once I get high enough, his hand drifts down to my backside. I allow him this concession; both hands leaving his body, I grab his own appendages and placed them on the back of my head before returning mine to their posts. We both redress, and when we look up and lock gazes, we both laughed. Moving up to my clit, he encircles the nub until I tighten my hold on the back of his head; then and only then does he nip at me, eliciting a high-pitched
