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Hannah had a hand on her waist. Tounges fighting for dominance. Hannah moaned into the kiss and pulled away for air.

She locked eyes with Richie, her boyfriend for a year. Her blouse was unbuttoned as he kissed down her neck, leaving hickeys.

They had sex before, its just Hannah thought it was so sexy how they were about to have it behind the bleachers.

"Mmhm" She moaned as Richies fingers slid lower from her waist and slowly taking off her jean skirt. Making complete eye contact with her.

As he took off her skirt she was only left with lace panties on. His fingers moved in between her thighs spreading her legs slightly. Hannah moaned at this sudden action.

"F-fuck Richie."

Without saying a word he slid her lace panties to the side. He brung his fingers up to Hannahs mouth. Only speaking one word.

"Suck."

Hannah took his two fingers in her mouth twirling them around her tounge. He pulled out his fingers, a string of saliva hanging on.

He got on his knees in between her spread thighs. He aligned his fingers right at her hole.

"W-wait richie I-"

Hannah couldn't even finish her sentence before Richie thrust his two fingers into her. She moaned loudly as Richie moved his fingers in a 'Come here' motion. Searching for her prostate.

Her high-pitched moans echoed behind the empty bleachers. He searched everywhere for her prostate while slamming his fingers in and out of her.

"R-richie im s-so c-close" Hannah pleaded out.
"Mm, f-fuckk~"

She squealed out before cumming all over Richies finger.

Richie took out his soaked fingers while Hannah panted, trying to catch her breath.

He stood up, cum dripping down his fingers. He brought his fingers to a dry towel and walked off to the bathroom.

Hannah finally caught her breath and positioned herself. First she flipped on her stomach, then she used her elbows to push up with her arched back, Finally she waited.

But Richie didn't come back to finish what he started. He left completely, leaving Hannah in that uncomfrontable position. It took 8 minutes like that before she realized.

What A Jackass.

Richie washed his hands with soap before exiting from behind the bleachers. He hoped no one seen him. Especially with Hannah Bquries.

Weird ass last name, Everyone knows. Hannah and him hooked up about 3 times in the past year. She thought that meant they were together.

+ She wasn't even pretty. At all. And Richie was gay anyway.

He returned back to the gym. He saw Ben and Beverly. Waiting for him. He approached them and sat next to them.

"Where ya been Rich?" Ben asked curiously.

"Doing something— someone"

"Ew Rich why do you always joke like that?" Bev questioned, she couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.

"I was this time"