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“Oh, yes. Touch me there” I whispered as Anthony’s fingers traced a delicate weave up the inside of my thigh up my hockey skirt, his lips soft and wet at my throat as I lay a quivering heap of jelly on his single bed. He hesitated, his hand tantalizingly close to my mound as he lifted his head and listened. “Shh!” “What is it?” I moaned, frustratedly, a pool of heat growing between my thighs. “I thought I heard my parents’ car.” “You’re paranoid!” I reached for his wrist and urged his hand toward my throbbing pussy, my clit aching and desperate to be touched. “Come on Jess, they would kill me if they knew I was having sex in the eryaman escort house!” He protested sitting up and reaching for his cigarettes. “And they don’t mind you smoking in the house?” I sighed, shutting my legs and hitching back on the bed, my back against the wall. “I’m eighteen, I can smoke when I like.” He lit one up and smiled, his erection still present and bulging through his jeans. “Well, then surely you can fuck when you like.” I took the cigarette from between his lips and put it between my own before lifting my ass off of the bed and sliding my panties down sincan escort over it. Anthony was my college boyfriend, and most days after class we would hide out at one of our places and fuck like rabbits until we were disturbed. Today was no exception and I’d been thinking about our afternoon fuck fest since 1st period. He watched me, mesmerized for a moment as I coolly exhaled smoke through my nostrils and passed the cigarette back to him, spreading my legs wide to give him a good view of my glistening pink slit. “What are you doing?” He smiled, his blue eyes sparkling etlik escort with mischief as I took off my polo shirt and tossed it aside. “Giving you an invitation.” I unhooked my bra and let my big round tits spring free, my nipples stiff and swollen, begging for his mouth. “Holy shit!” He extinguished his cigarette and stood, unbuckling his belt and taking out his long, thick cock, which was standing hard and proud and ready for me. I watched him carefully as he grabbed my legs at the crook of each knee and pulled me suddenly toward him so that my ass was perched on the edge of the mattress and my back was flat on the bed. My body tightened as he dropped to his knees and I felt his hot breath on my tender pussy lips. “Oh Baby, make me cum.” I sighed and I heard him chuckle to himself. He dipped the tip of his wet tongue into my honey pot and I gasped, a shot of electricity hurtling from my pussy to my fingertips and making my back arch involuntarily.
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