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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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And here's what I'd rather be doing.
We've been swapping naughty messages all morning and you've invited me round for lunch. You open the door whilst hiding slightly behind it; the reason becomes obvious as I step inside, you're only wearing hold ups and a nervous smile.
Our messages have made us both horny, so we're kissing straight away, me pushing you against the wall, kissing you hard and running my hands over your body.
Your hand frees the throbbing erecting from my pants and I push you down to suck me. Holding your hair, I start to fuck your mouth, pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust.
I can feel the pressure build as my cum starts to rise from my balls. It grows until I can't contain it anymore and I shoot jet after jet of hot, sticky spunk into your mouth.
You swallow most of it, but some dribbles out of your mouth and onto your naked breasts. You look up at me and smile, then get up and lead me to the bedroom.
I'm sure we could find a way to carry this on. |
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