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Zeb and Amy were just reaching their climaxes, and I watched as her rear moved on and off his shaft, the creamy semen overflowing more and more with each plunge. They made less noise than we had as they came, and when they were finished Amy slid herself off of Zeb’s stiff cock and landed on the sofa with her oozing cunt on full display. Only her copious pubic hair kept Zeb’s semen from leaking onto the cushion. She reached down with her fingers and wiped herself; then she sucked her fingers off with relish. Annabelle and I did them one better; she crawled up my exhausted body and lowered her dripping crotch to my mouth and let me lick her clean. She had another little orgasm in the process, and then it was her turn to collapse, spread eagled, her red-haired pussy visible to the whole room. The house was silent except for our breathing and the ticking of a grandfather clock in the hallway. The clock began slowly to strike midnight. It was 1968. Going back to school was a little awkward. I hadn’t seen Belinda for a couple of weeks, and I hadn’t called her, and she had no reason to suspect that I was as interested in her as I was. She wasn’t mean to me, tight but she didn’t go out of her way to speak to me, blondes either. She did seem to flirt more with some of the other boys, smiling coquettishly and laughing at their jokes, leaning up against them more than was necessary, fingering the top button on her blouse as she talked to them. To me she was civil. We had to sing together, so we had to get along together, but nobody could have mistaken us for friends. Meanwhile, there was still Annabelle. Oh, was big there ever Annabelle! If I wasn’t hard just from thinking about her, I’d get hard the minute she came into the room. And she was more than happy to relieve my hardness. It was so frustrating that we went to different schools! For the most part, we saw each other only at church-related events, and our thoughts and actions on those occasions were far from spiritual. For the senior high Valentine’s Day party, Annabelle wore a very short, bright red Empire dress which emphasized her tiny tits. Her legs were covered in white tights decorated with red hearts. The tights seemed to give her the freedom to sit and dance with more abandon than usual, and I (along with the rest of the youth) was given many glimpses of her crotch and her sweet little bottom, heart-covered in its tight casing. We left the church as soon as we could without being obvious and headed straight for her her house and her parents’ rec room. Her parents, conveniently, were gone boobs for the evening. In no time I was pulling down her cute tights—somewhat moist in the crotch—to reveal her red hair and pink pussy lips. My pants Big Tits came down as well, and soon I was sliding myself into her, cupping her little heart-shaped ass in my hands as we exchanged valentines in the teen best way possible. Finally, though, I called to ask Belinda out. Not on a weekend, those were reserved for Annabelle, but on a Thursday night, to go to a movie. She hesitated, then said, “I guess so.” Not exactly enthusiastic, but I'd take what I could get. I pulled my parents' eleven-year-old Chevy into the Carrs' driveway, got out and nervously rang the doorbell. It was answered by an attractive woman of about 35. She had Belinda’s dark hair--though shorter--and her stunning blue eyes. “You must be Richard,” she said, smiling warmly. “Please, come on in. I'm Lou, Belinda's mother.” Mrs. Carr was wearing a short, loose housedress that had a rather low neckline and a rather high hemline. But I couldn't stare, because she was in the process of introducing me to her rather large and sturdy-looking husband. “Richard, This is Tom. Tom, Richard is taking Belinda out. Mr. Carr was wearing a flat-top haircut, dress slacks, dress shoes, and a tight-fitting white t shirt that revealed well-developed arms and chest. I said this is teen Alice, she just bought this dress, how do you like it. We would be starting with a shower together, so we headed to the bedroom to get naked. The massaging delight was her reward for being good. Please? How can you blame me for serving my god? 'Anyway, all the better for me,' Mike thought to himself, and he went straight upstairs to his room. She was now completely naked yet denying the view. Some used hot dogs, some used vegetables (cucumbers, carrots), and some found their mother's dildos. "I would say you were full of shit and you tight are either making this shit up or someone sold you a big lie.” Alright pansy-ass, we will be over at 8:30. He sat back against the wall and watched as Carole rolled over and took his hard cock in her mouth. I screamed out and cried in euphoric pleasure boobs for blondes what seemed like forever. His shoulders rolled, throwing Ava off of him. Twenty seconds later we were getting dressed and climbing in the car, headed for home. And trust me, I started noticing those girls. “In my mouth.” We went back there and signed the lease. “Sorry, dude but you’re going to have to take a break for a few.” Tim directs to the young guy Amy his sucking. “I don’t think that I’ll be drinking just yet, Nina. Focusing the camera in closer on my departing cock, I made sure to get the stream of cum dripping from my sister’s pussy caught on film before stopping the recording. "Good!" There was no response. “And so” Dmitri asked, “what do you want of me”? I noticed no one was fucking me. No sooner than that thought crossed my mind, a rather large fat cock pushed its way into me. I thought to myself how big Tim is, but this guy Big big Tits was certainly as big as Tim, but he felt twice as thick. She cannot raise over a couple inches from the table top. And I really didn't want to burden you with my problems.