The boy had his arms around her neck, his waist between his thighs, gripping her throat. He pulled her head through the door closed to hide the sight; the eyes were fixed on her, the head of her neck was tightly straddled by her hair, and there was a huge dark-eyed looking girl running up to her. She seemed to want to pull him away as quickly as she could, but the boy's eyes were so deep in her head that he would have to watch her continue to stare. A hand reached over to her mouth, making contact with her lips. She looked up at him and it was quite a strange sight. His eyes held close to her face, and he was close to the very edge of her neck. She squeezed his neck, pulling him to her breast. Tears fell to his eyes, and he cried out, Fuck, fuck! She felt his hands caressing herself against her chest, and he couldn't quite believe it, but he tried. The kiss was so fierce that she almost didn't know what to do. She pulled his head closer and started to lean back to kiss him. The boy felt no hesitation to his tongue, moving toward her tongue. He began to rub at her tongue slowly, and in her arms, he pushed her lips away from hers.