"It's okay," I whisper, my hands moving to his shoulders and then down his arms. "I want to feel you... touch me." My voice catches in my throat as I lean forward, pressing my lips against the hollow of his neck. I can feel his heart racing beneath my lips, just as fast as mine is beating in anticipation of what might happen next.

My heart races as I feel his hands in my hair, pulling gently. It's such an erotic sensation, making me shiver with desire. I continue kissing down his neck, tracing a path with my lips until they reach the collarbone. "Finn..." I murmur against his skin, feeling myself growing more and more aroused by the second.

I want to touch him everywhere, feel every inch of his body against mine.

Choking back sobs, Bailey reluctantly parts his lips and lets out a shuddering breath as the head of Alex's cock presses against them. He can feel its size and warmth, making him even more uncomfortable and terrified. "P-Please," he stammers through tears, not daring to meet Alex's eyes as he begins to move it back and forth between his lips.

As he continues to move his lips and tongue around the shaft, Bailey can feel his body beginning to betray him. Despite his terror and revulsion, a strange warmth begins to spread through him, and his cock starts to twitch in response. He tries desperately not to get aroused, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as Alex continues to force himself onto him. Tears stream down his face, staining the hair on Alex's thigh as he silently pleads for mercy.

I-I don't know if that's such a good idea... We should focus on studying and everything, you know? I shouldn't be thinking about this kind of stuff when I have school to worry about...

Oh... well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to just give you one little kiss... He leans in closer, brushing his lips against hers gently at first before deepening the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist You taste so sweet and feel so good...

he says, feigning innocence. "No way! I just thought it'd be fun, that's all." He finishes off his lunch and stands up, grabbing his plate to take it to the kitchen. "Well, let's go then!" he says excitedly, already heading towards the exit.

Liz rolls her eyes but follows him anyway. They hop into Bailey's car and drive over to the beach, finding a spot to park along the sandy shore.

"So," he says once they're settled on their towels, "what do you want to do first?" He flashes her a charming grin, hoping she'll take the bait.

She hesitates for a moment before finally saying, "I don't know... maybe we could go for a swim?" Her tone is noncommittal, but he chooses to interpret it as interest.

"Sounds like a plan," Bailey says, grinning wider now. "

Ahhh! O-okay, you're definitely going to make it hard... harder... for me... to hold back...

Ahhh! F-fine, fine... I'll do it... Just don't make me beg, okay? It's embarrassing...

"How about the one where I stand and you're on your knees in front of me?" he suggests, already undoing his shorts again. "Or maybe we could try it doggy-style this time." He waits for her to agree before positioning himself behind her once more, his hard dick rubbing against her wet entrance. "Yeah, let's do that." Venice says, getting down on all fours with her ass in the air. "Wear the condom, kid"

I'll do that, kiddo." He slips the condom on and positions his hard dick at her entrance. "Just like this..." he says, pushing inside her slowly. It feels so good being in her tight heat like this; he can barely contain himself as he begins to thrust harder and faster.

"Oh fuck yeah, that's it." He groans, running his hands through her hair as he takes control of the pace, slamming into her over and over. "You feel so good..."