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We had become somehow closer. We shared a big, juicy secret that no one knew about, and it felt incredible. Saturday night and we were at my house, again. My parents had long gone to bed and Jim was out again with his friends, running amok, and I was in bed, naked with Alyssa. “I want to take things a little further,” I Pissing said in a voice barely above a whisper, even though it was impossible for anyone to hear us. “I want to touch you, Mel,” she paused. “It’s all I’ve thought about all week.” God, she’s turning me on. Like last Saturday, Alyssa took the lead. outdoor We slid closer together and she extended her hand and ran it gently over my face. I closed my eyes and felt her loving touch. When I opened them, she had already leaned in and our lips softly connected. Our first kiss was very gentle and very loving. It felt so different. Guy’s lips were always so rough, so callous, or maybe it just felt like that compared to Alyssa’s. Hers were soft, delicate, and smooth. A few Hardcore moments later, her tongue entered my mouth and began to deliciously dance with mine. She moved closer and her body crushed me. Feeling that closeness, that proximity, that was a whole other experience unto itself. Guys bodies are so hairy and sometimes so rough and course. Her body was nothing like that at all. She had such beautiful tan, porcelain skin. It was hairless, soft, smooth, fragile, exquisite. It was just simply exquisite and that’s the only way to describe it. While we kissed, her hands moved to my breasts and I could feel my nipples immediately harden while she played with them. She rubbed them, caressed them, kneaded them in her hands. It was as if electrical currents were shooting through my body. “God, I love your big breasts, Mel,” she said, between hot, wet kisses. While we continued kissing, I felt her hands roam lower, over my stomach and I shivered and my muscles involuntarily reflexed with her soft, gentle touch. Her mouth never left mine as her hands moved lower and I felt her fingers play in my light brownish-blonde pubic hair. “I can feel the heat of your pussy,” she whispered, as we continued to kiss. She broke our kiss and piss her mouth went to my neck... and I gasped as her fingers gently touched the outer lips of my vagina. Her fingers easily split the fetish lips of my pussy and I felt one of her long, slim digits enter me. I gasped and involuntarily moved my hips on her finger. “God Mel, you're so wet,” she said, between my gasps. She pinched and Pissing pulled on his tiny prick fetish as Wendy debased herself. don't do this!" “Your face gave you away. Yes! “Oh, so sweet,” my wife cooed. James tackled the mindless man, forcing him off his sister and wrestling him to the floor. Indeed: I saw a� little stream of blood coming out so I told to Yvan: ‘tell the client indeed she was still a virgin!’. “What made you make it all serious?” May asked me after the bell rang. Just kidding, some fuck named Brad piss did that back in tenth grade." She cleared her throat to get outdoor my attention. Hardcore