“Remember when you first rejected me?” he said suddenly, staring at my breasts then at my face. I kissed him passionately again, exploring the contours of his naked back and chest.
he broke the kiss and said to me “Cmon, its my turn” teasingly and reluctantly I remove my turquoise tank, revealing my lacy black bra. hardcore porn I obey, and being uncomfortable in my jeans ask him to take them off. It made my geeky teen self all bubbly inside. I grab his hands in mine and look into his eyes. Still debating it. As I pick up a faster pace he starts to thrust and moan and I can tell I’m pleasing him. This quickly annoys him and I stop, smiling and gazing at it straight in front of me. It just made the itch ever more so aware and frequent in my thoughts.
