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She was a big partier and drank a lot more than me. Before I knew it, I was pretty hammered and we were making out on the hood of her BMW. She wasn’t the least bit self-conscious as we kissed and groped each other in public. My friend had to take me home – I was that drunk. But she had slipped me her number and I gave her a call a few days later. We decided to meet up in the East Village for dinner. She showed up wearing a yellow paisley sundress and no bra. I wasn’t sure if we had the same. She lowered her dress and raised her panties, then reached for her phone. I decided if she was going to be naughty that I would be too. I added another twist, to remove her panties in the elevator. She walked towards the hotel and I could see she was nervous, but she didn’t stop. We had talked in the past about many things such as strangers, whoring her out, and groups of men. I was certain there were many possibilities rolling through her head right now, wondering what was about to. .." I drooled."I'm glad you think so," she purred as her hand caressed my face.She sat on the couch with her feet apart and her knees together."Start dusting," she instructed.I had a hard time not looking at her as I ran the duster around, moving and cleaning, my boner pushing into my shorts. As I did the coffee table she spread her legs apart, showing me her bare pussy, and then closed them again. I did the coffee table again and she did the same thing, giving me a wink.Once done I hauled out. His cock throbbed imagining the girls standing in his pool of cum, but he brushed the gooey substance into the drain with his foot and turned off the water.Kelly dried himself quickly and then stepped into the clean pair of briefs and shorts. He towel-dried his hair before sneaking back into the main room. Plopping onto the side of his bed, he bent at the waist to let his long hair hang down, brushing it in even strokes. But the troubled boy stopped. With brush in hand, he rested his forearms.
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I went up to his chair, and sat on the arm; he didn’t move.“So, I had quite the surprise today, ” he said.“Oh really? And what was that?” I was almost too afraid to ask, but I knew it was what he wanted me to do.“Well, love. I came home to an empty house. No dinner on the table, no fiancée anywhere to be found. See, I was quite confused by this. I had thought we had agreed you would be home by 6 o’clock each night?”This we had. I quickly tried to make excuses, but he hushed me and shut me down. If you can promise I might let you put something else in me. He got a huge grin and really big eyes and said you’d let me do it to you? I said we’ll see Brandon we’ll see. With that I laid on my back and said massage my thighs and where ever else you want. His fingers slid up my thighs but only once because soon his fingers were massaging my dripping wet pussy. I caught my breath when his finger went inside of me. Brandon was very apprehensive which had me somewhat perplexed, I thought he’s 17,.

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