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I knew he was big, I’d seen him before, but with it right in front of me, and staring me in the eye, I realized just how impressive he was. I had prepared a funny line to say in this exact situation, but I… I just… I just couldn’t remember it… “Angela Sorenson, rendered speechless.” Brandon chuckled softly, “How flattering.” “I guess my dirty-talk wasn’t so bad after all.” I managed, trying to hide my growing anxiety. “There’s nothing you could say that wouldn’t make me want you.” Brandon said, his hands sliding up my thighs, “It just has to be you who says it.” “That was almost smooth, Brandon.” “Don’t hide from me.” Brandon said, his hands slowing when they reached their destination, and gripping the naked fat of my backside. “I’m scared.” I confessed with a whisper, looking at Brandon as a curtain of strawberry-blonde hair fell over my forehead, and concealed one coy eye. “Did you just do that on purpose?” Brandon asked. “No, why?” “It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Brandon’s voice was thick, and his gripping hands squeezed me Drunk Girls until his fingers were lost Hardcore Sex in the pliable meat. A current of sensation ran up my spine, and I felt the new arousal of my body surge forward. My petals flushed and dripped, my clitoris engorged, my insides ached and saturated with need. Without thinking, I raised myself by the knees, stretching back, my belly striating with the subtle outline of muscles, my breasts shadowing them generously. I hovered my virgin crease over him, and felt his rigid heat brush the wet folds of me. Electric signals ran traffic through my body, making me quiver from head to toe public sex from just the slightest touch. “You bastard.” I moaned down at him. “Do you like it?” Brandon grinned guiltily up at me, “I added a couple extra billion nerves to… certain parts of you.” “I’m custom-made just for you, huh?” I laughed breathily, my anxiety ratcheting with my want, my heart thundering against my breastbone. “You are,” Brandon guided me forward, his tip parting my petals, “which is why it won’t hurt, Angela. You don’t have to be afraid.” “I’m not scared of pain; I like pain.” I whispered, “I’m terrified that it won’t change anything.” I brought my hand forward, and watched as my ethereal fingers exited the physical ones with ease. I was wearing this body, Sex Party and if I didn’t bind to it, it would fall away from me like cheap Amateur Porn clothing. “I don’t know how any of this shit works, but I know what I feel.” Brandon said softly, “All I can do is hope that you feel the same.” I reached back, and placed my hands atop his. I brought them forward, and linked fingers with him. We stared into each other’s identical eyes, seeing the mirrors of our genders, our expressions the same. Fear, desire, trust. Love. It was forbidden, it was unnatural, it was abhorrent, but it was true. “You’re a sick fuck, Brandon.” I whispered. “You’re a twisted slut, Angela.” Brandon whispered back. We shared a smile, and I dropped. He ran through me, parted my channel, stretched me to my limit, then stopped at my bottom. A gasp tore from my lips, my body froze in paralytic shock, my eyes bulged. His invasion was molten, radiating heat into my virgin flesh, his girth pressing and stretching me, his length invading my sanctity, spearing into my abdomen. The loss of my chastity echoed through my nethers, then dwindled with my passing heartbeats. Teen Sex I stayed still and rigid for a moment longer, and we stared at each other. We’d done it. The forbidden, unnatural, abhorrent thing had happened. It couldn’t be undone, and it couldn’t be washed away. It was Jeremy. “Well, sure, let me lock my truck.” When Eddie stood up to turn and lock his truck, Sara noticed the bulge in his jeans and smiled to herself. She was completely surprised Daniel hadn’t in fact expressed anything. I had never been so hard before after just having cum. She smiled back. “Let’s say two.” My heart thundered. At that point, Mom Amateur Porn and her fuck buddy for the night left his friends behind and disappeared into a crowd. The shimmering ball of energy compressed, growing concentrated in her grasp. The guard approached the pick-up and said. Mom and dad had gotten divorced a few months ago. If you get caught by a woman your dick will go soft at once and you will hang your head in deep shame. “Ah, she doesn’t like me,” Grunt said with mock indignation, running a hand over his bald head, and into his black beard, “and here I was being so polite to her.” I eased down, my fingers found the patch of hair on her mound, Teen Sex I could tell there public sex was not a lot there, it felt well trimmed. She continued her actions teasing me with her tongue and every other technique she had learned from our oral trials some months earlier. “You two haven’t been really close lately, have you?” I asked him. To be honest, it doesn’t feel all that great. 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