The lovers

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My name is asanti Macintosh. I'm 17 years young. It's the first day of school, I'm so Happy because It's my senior year. I walk in school and the first person I see is Max Johnson. She was so beautiful with her long black hair, tattoos everywhere and her gages. She was popular and She was a lesbian and She was hot one. She would never be caught talking me a nonpopular chick. The thought of Max made my spiderman panties soaking. Max was a bad ass, she was know to the adminstration as a juvinille. She was so hot.


I was walking to class, I get to the door and guess who I see, max. I was amazed to see her in ap chemistry. I walked in the room and the teacher directed me to my seat. I sat beside max. As soon I sat down max said hi to me. "Hi, Max right". "Yea What's your name?" I can't believe Shes talking to me. "It's Asanti" "That's a dope ass name " I smiled. She looked me up and down. I began to do my work. "So What are you doing After school?" "Nothing much." Shes actually interested in me. "Wanna hang or something?" I told her that would be great.




After school max and I went to the lake to skip rocks. "I love this place, it helps me think" max said. " I like to be here when the sun sets." Max and I sat down and watched the sun set. She began to move close to me. Then she began to rub my back and legs. "I know you want me, I want you too". She began to kiss my kneck, causing me gasp. She began putting her fingers in my pants. I layed down while she climbed on top of me. She took my pants off and licked me. I tried not to moan loud. "You like that dont you"?! I came all over her face. She finished me off by sucking my tits. "Asanti you make me feel like i never did before. I think im inlove with you". I kissed her. I loved her so much. We stayed at the lake all night. It was morning before we left. "Morning babe".

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 25, 2015 ⏰

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