'This is wrong... he's my enemy... but his body... it's so young, so masculine... I want him, I don't know why!'
Her guilt twisted with lust, turning her on more, her fingers plunging into her wet pussy, her moans muffled against her arm as she shamed herself. '
'I'm a grown woman... lusting after a teen like this? It's disgusting... but I can't stop!'
She fingered herself crazily, her juices dripping down her thighs, her body arching as she watched him bathe, the water cascading over his toned chest, his cock hardening under the stream, his balls tight and inviting.
'I want that young cock of his so bad... I want it! I want it!'
She sniffed his boxers more as her masturbation grew intense, nasty, her fingers slamming uncontrollably into her clenched pussy.
'This is not right at all! Why does it turn me on so much to want a boy I hate?'
But the truth was obvious, even though she wanted to ignore it.
