“Legs spread, on your back, ” he ordered. Again, I obeyed. But I could feel my attitude changing. I was still scared, but that familiar pull in my...pussy was beginning. I couldn’t possibly want this, could I? He stood above me, his jeans open at the crotch, his cock rising above his body. It was huge, bigger than anyone I had had before. I could feel my mouth watering, I just couldn’t believe that I wanted this as much as I did. He bent down to inspect me, pulling my ass cheeks apart. My ass. She took my hand and we moved into their living room."Bad news," she said. "We're almost done with the remodelling downstairs. This is the last time we can fuck in a bed." Really?" I said."Yeah," she said. "The basement is safer, Nathan barely goes down there."I kissed her again, and said, "I don't care so long as I can be with you." She smiled and kissed me back. Our hands were all over each other, our clothes loosening to touch skin. We kissed as we climbed her stairs, until I finally just. All it said was call me and gave a phone number. “Hmm…so his name is Ben,” I said. I set the note on the counter and made a cup of coffee. Armed with the standard requirement of caffeine, I parked my butt at the breakfast bar. Was it my neighbor that made the morning so erotic, or was it the thrill of getting caught? I admitted to myself that I liked being watched. Call me an attention whore, but just the thought of people watching me, or perhaps busting me, while I masturbate sent shivers. Instead of answering I pushed back against his pole, my mouth opening wide as his bulbous head slipped past my chocolate lips. My body quivered as his big dick slowly tunnelled its way into me, one of his hands pressed against my back to hold me in place.“Fuck, you’re so tight baby.” Unable to answer him I let out a little whimper, my fingers gripping the sheets. His dick seemed to go on and on as it kept going on its trajectory, filling me up and stretching me out.I felt him lean over me,.
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