Annabelle moved against me and rocked her hips back and forth. She swept her blonde hair from her face and pressed her breasts against me. I moaned in pleasure, but tried to move her.

"Not now," I groaned, picking my pencil back up. Annabelle pouted and put her hand on my erected manhood.

"Please?" she questioned sadly. I sighed and gave in. I nipped at her neck and she moaned out my name. She guided my hands up her shirt and to her boobs. She wasn't wearing a bra. She rocked her hips against my manhood and grinded against me. It was heaven. The sound of a zipper forced me to squeeze her breasts as she took out my erected penis and started to stroke it quickly. I pulled her shirt off her head and brought my hands down her body to her waist-line, where a mini-skirt that almost showed her pussy was. I pulled it down and it dropped to her ankles, she kicked it away. I took three fingers and slipped them inside of her sloppy, wet, warm pussy and fingered her. She moaned out my name and stroked me more and more.

"Marcus," she moaned out into my bedroom. I kissed her to make her shut up. Her mouth opened against my lips and I slipped my tongue in and played with her tongue. Her walls started to close a little around my fingers so I took them out. She removed my clothes quickly and I slipped myself inside of her, thrusting in and out to her moans.

"More, harder, faster, more, harder, harder, harder!" she screamed to me, and I obeyed, thrusting harder and faster and then I ever had with her before. Her walls tightened around my cock and she came all over me. I continued thrusting, I hadn't cum yet. Soon, I had cum inside of her and she got it all in. I pulled out of her, but she grabbed my drenched cock right away and continued to stroke it until I was hard again. Her nipples were perky, and it wasn't from the room because it was getting warm in here and I knew it. She took my penis in her mouth and started to nibble on it, causing moans to rush through my mouth and every until I felt myself shake. She took me out of her mouth and got in a different position with her on top of me so her cilt was in my face. I stuck my tongue in as she took my whole 9 inches again. I pulled out of her as I came right in her mouth.

"I'm gonna spell some stuff, can you tell me what they are?" I asked her. She got up and sat back down so her cilt was right there. She nodded and I stuck my tongue in her, moving it around to spell out words.

"I love you, babe. You're the finest little bitch I've ever had, and the first. Your great in bed," she said choppily as I spelt stuff out. She came right in my mouth and I drank it, enjoying the taste. She got up and curled into me, falling asleep in my arms.

A/N

My name is Marcus, and I am Annabelle's boyfriend. Annabelle died only a few days ago. She told me that if she ends up dying from her breast cancer, to continue to write lemons on Fanfic for her. I'm going to respect her wish, and used your second time having sex together as my first lemon ever. We are both 16, just so you know.

Support Breast Cancer and Help Find The Cure,

Marcus