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I watch as if not involved, a spectator to this erotic episode in my life. Leaning forward with her hands on the coffee table she moved her ass up and down my entire 7" never letting the head slip from her tight ass. I was in a dream, one of my many dreams of sexual desire I've had over the last 6 months. I let my drunken self believe this. I really had done nothing, she did everything and now she was fucking my cock hard and fast with her beautifully tight asshole. She leaned back against my chest and rubbed her clit as she road my cock. "Rub my tits." She said through her teeth. So I reached up and took her hard nipples and perky C tits into my hands. Surprisingly I felt bad about this because it was my first partisipation in this erotic sceen I felt. "You like riding the dick of a killer?" I asked her drunkly "Oh FUCK. YES. I need you to fill my asshole." "God your a slut" I said "Yes! I'm a slut. Fuck! I'm gonna cum" She said getting louder.. Letting them fall to the floor, I could see Stephany look down at my boxers. I knew she could see my cock bulging against them, and as I casually adjusted them, she looked up at me smiling sheepishly. Smiling back as I started to climb on the bed with her, she moved over a little more, and as I crawled on top of her, she again giggled. I tried to hold myself up off her, not wanting to crush her, and as I leaned on my elbows I moved so I could press my cock against her thigh. I wanted her to feel it and as we kissed, I casually tried to grind against her a little. Looking at her, I again asked if she was okay. There was a pause and seeing her smile, she innocently said, “I’ve never done this before.” I already knew she hadn’t and as I smiled and leaned into her and gave her a quick kiss, I again tried to reassure her that it was okay. Stephany nodded, and smiling she put her arms around my neck, giving me a hug. I again reached up to feel on her tits as we kissed, and then when I.
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