I could feel her tongue poking at the slit of my cock, as my legs rocked towards her and began to feel like gelatin about to melt. Give me strength, s...mebody. ‘Hold up a second.’ Stepping back, I took her hands in mine and lifted her up to take us to the middle of the carpet. Cupping her generous breasts in my hands, I leaned in and whispered that I wanted her on her knees. ‘Like a good little girl,’ I intoned, reaching around to grasp some of Christine’s full, soft ass. She whooped it up,. Then I tasted and felt a goo in my mouth. It was his pre-cum. He told me not to swallow it, or to swallow at all. I did as I was told. My mouth was watering as he pumped his meat into it. His pre-cum and my drool were dripping down his shaft and onto his balls.Then he suddenly stopped, and pulled his cock out. “Strip”, he ordered.I said, “What?”“Take your fucking clothes off!”, he commanded.“Just get off with my mouth and get the hell out of here!”, I shouted.Then he held up that wad of papers.. In fact she hated me for her first year of school. That changed after I got jumped by a local gang for defending a guy who was being robbed. She came and saw in the hospital every day for a week while I recovered (None of friends did that.) From then we were very close. I treated her like a little sister as much as I could, even though we both knew I had it bad for her. She never would date me because I was a player and a jackass, but we had a shit ton of (clean) fun together. She would even. “You’re the one that wanted to be strapped and helpless,” she says as she pulls out just enough to slam back into me. “Let’s be honest here, you’re the one who suggested it,” I laugh. “As a punishment. I didn’t expect you to like it,” she giggles. “What can I say? I like to get kinky,” I laugh. She kisses me and then she holds onto me as she flips me on my back before she starts to go to town on my ass. I hold onto her tightly as she slams that dick inside me, faster and harder. I let out moan.
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