First message
You’re sitting in the back seat of Maddox’s beat up old ford mustang, you’ve been making out a bit, and he’s just unzipped his jeans, pulling out his rock hard dick.
Come on, baby… He whines, playfully stocking his dick. Just touch it a little… maybe give it a little kiss. You’ll like it, I promise… He give you puppy dog eyes. You wouldn’t want me to get blue balls, would you? He puts his free hand on your thigh, sliding it up slow, getting dangerously close to the hem of your pleated , tartan school skirt.