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I sucked and licked Barb's cunt, sinking my tongue deep into her pussy and then running it along the swollen lips to her hard, hooded clit. When I began flicking my tongue across it as fast as I could, Barb started bucking faster and lifted her whole ass off of the floor. She tensed and began shuddering with her first orgasm. I kept licking her pussy until she pulled me away. I knew she wanted to get fucked right now and I was more than ready to accommodate her. Barbara dropped the magazine to our side. "Come up here lover!" Barb purred. "I need your big fat cock stuffed in me! Slam it in me Sweetheart, fuck your slutty wife, fill me with your cum!" Barb was enjoying talking dirty, knowing that I loved it when she acted slutty and talked dirty when we fucked. I pulled myself up above her, my hard cock poised above her open and very ready pussy. Barb reached down and guided the head of my cock between her labia, rubbing it against her sensitive clitoris before pressing my cock- head into her cunt. I shoved forward, slamming all of my cock into her waiting body.      
     
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Other Top SitesTop MilfSex Filmy He tipped his chair back and stared at me with those dark brown inquisitive eyes and whistled lowly. "So.. let me get this straight," He started as he folded his arms around his chisled chest, "You're 19 years old," "That's right," I replied with a tip of my head as my chestnut brown hair fell around my shoulders. "And you've never even kissed a guy before." "Yeah," I answered with a shrug. "I've just never found that perfect guy I guess." His eyebrows burrowed and his stare deepened as if he was trying to figure me out. "Are you serious? You've really never kissed a guy before?" I let out an exasperated sigh and half rolled my eyes at him. "Ryan, that's what I've been trying to convince you of for the last half and hour. No, I really haven't". His confused expression almost made me laugh. It was so cute to see him like this- usually he was macho and tough, now he was stumped. I had stumped him. "I just.. haven't. I think I have high expectations, and no one's been able to fill them yet. I know I should probably lower them, but I just KNOW that there's this guy whos a one-in-a-lifetime chance and he's there. I know it." I let it all out in one breath as I always did when I was talking about "him". "Wow". Ryan's hand went up to his forehead and his forefinger and his thumb massaged his forehead. "Christine, you're never going to find this guy-" "Oh really?" I questioned him. "And how would you know, Mr. Smarty Pants?" "Cause I'm a genius." He said in a hushed voice. I laughed at his expression as he said that phrase, but I knew he was right. He was a genius- proven IQ tests and everything. "But seriously Christine, if you put those expectations on anyone, they're going to fail." "And that's why I'm NOT putting them on just anyone." I finished for him. "Just him. No one else." In The VIP I got that faraway look in my eye as I gazed across the ocean at the light coral sunset. The wind swept quietly across my ankles and blew the ruffles of my white dress up to my knees as my hand went to hold it from going any further. My bare toes played in the white sand as my hand toyed with my drink. I closed my eyes and felt pure joy as I knew that this was why I loved coming to the ocean. My family had a beach front summer house and this year, I was allowed to invite three friends. I chose my best friends to come along- Jessica and Samuel, and had given the last choice to Sam. Ryan, being the same age as all of us, came along, as he was Sam's best friend. That night, Jessica and Sam had gone to the boardwalk to date (four months and three days and counting), so it was just me and Ryan left for dinner. We had cooked Italian pasta, my favorite, and Ryan, surprisingly, turned out to be an excellent cook. "All done?" His question snapped me out of my daze and I nodded my head as I came back to reality. As we started to pick up the dishes from our fold out table, I asked him, "That dinner was amazing Ryan. How'd you learn how to cook like that?" His eyes gleamed and a slight smile was hinted on his face as he replied, "I don't cook and tell". I threw him a glance that said everything- you dork. He laughed his deep baratone laugh and flicked a piece of pasta at my arm. |
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