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- She was beginning to lose control of her thoughts and began to react to the yearning of her mounting lust. She turned slightly towards him and pressed her palm under the leg of his boxers, having no intentions of stopping. She felt the muscles in Michael 's leg contract as her hand aggressively sought its prize. In an instant, her fingertips touched the crease of his leg. She turned herself towards Michael, almost completely in front of him now, and made a right turn with her hand; reaching out in reckless, curious desire. He broke away from the passion of their kiss and leaned all the way back on the couch, gazing intensely, yet so innocently, into her eyes. It was at that moment that her fingertips felt the sudden interruption of hard, intensely hot flesh. Instinctively, she slid her fingers around the top of Michael 's near rigid cock; her thumb circling around the base, then sliding up the front of his hot shaft. Michael's young ass tightened and lifted slightly from the couch as he pressed up into her moist warm palm. The situation seemed almost unbelievable to Michael. Not twenty minutes before, he had been hesitant to call her up. And now he was fully entangled in a fantasy he had never imagined. This young, gorgeous high school freshman had literally jumped his bones. Even more, his still-developing, yet rock hard cock shaft was firmly in the grasp of her young hand. Michael could feel the pre-cum making its way from the pressure cooker of his narrow, but Bisexual Train throbbing cock and beginning to ooze from the tip of its swollen head. Her hand remained lightly wrapped around his teen cock. The boy began to slowly rock his hips; lightly thrusting his small, yet rock hard shaft into her palm. The young couple continued to press their steaming tongues into one another's for a moment before Randi removed her hand from under Michael 's shorts and pulled lightly away from him. "You can take off your shirt, if you want to", she said, appearing to anxiously await his response. Michael paused for just a moment, attempting to somehow take in the situation that had developed. Part of him was scared. Yet, part of him wanted to rip off his clothes and ferociously seek the explosive cum that his boy-cock was screaming for. Quickly returning to conscious thought, he leaned forward pulled his shirt over his head; dropping it beside him on the couch. Randi seemed perplexed by his young, naturally tanned, adolescent upper body; her eyes making their way from his small, but firm pecks and down his hairless, ever so slightly chiseled stomach to his belly button. She again turned slightly back towards Michael and extended her left hand towards him; her fingertips coming to rest on his lightly tanned chest. Her eyes remaining fixed upon the body that she had only been able to imagine up to this point, she ran her fingers down his chest, across his abdomen and coming to rest on the top of his shorts. Her eyes caught up with her fingers at their destination. She could see Michael 's shorts extended sharply where his stiff cock was standing just beneath. A small, dark spot had emerged on his shorts where his pre-cum had forced its way through the cotton of his boxers and shorts. Michael 's chest rose and lowered quickly with each breath that he took. He sat intense and still, wondering exactly what Randi's next move might be. She seemed to be deeply entranced by whatever was racing through her mind. Suddenly, she scooted slightly away from him to create a little distance, and then leaned towards him, pressing her moist mouth into Michael 's flesh just below his belly button. He suddenly felt every muscle in his torso contract as he felt the hot sensation of her wet little mouth rhythmically open and close against the ultra-sensitive area of his lower stomach. He jerked slightly forward as she moved her mouth a little lower; just above the button of his shorts. He involuntarily let out a light, muffled moan as she continued her kiss. He could feel her tongue pressing out of her open mouth and lightly into his flesh. The tension was incredible for Michael. The sight of this beautiful girl with her head pressed into his naked, gut was almost surreal. He closed his eyes and took in the feeling of her small, wet mouth massaging his sensitive skin. Suddenly, he felt the pressure of Randi's fingers upon the button-flap of his khaki shorts. Anal Training.. The boy quickly reopened his eyes just in time to feel the dull pop of his button releasing Biggest Naked Train its hold from the slot on the adjacent flap. Michael 's breath quickened even more. He felt Randi's fingers begin to lightly tug at his zipper; sliding it gently down to its Asian Training base. His mind raced. Oh man...what was this girl about to do?! Randi gently parted the flaps of Michael 's shorts, exposing the top of his boxers. Without pause, she slid her shaking and nervous fingers up, then slightly under their elastic waistband. She pulled gently downward. Michael felt a quick rush of cool air masturbate in train on his lightly-pink, swollen pre-cum basted cockhead as the top half of his stiff cock became free from the fabric that had imprisoned it throughout the passionate encounter. She expertly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, let out a shaky breath, and started stroking his cock. “And very nice it is too Tanya.” “Well now you have seen it all.” He spun around and stopped right in front of Sarah. The fingers gently probed my lips then my clit. “NOOO Scott,” I protested upset. It was the start of the second week camping and l was woken by Steph sliding my foreskin to the base of my cock and her mouth covering the head, her tongue was flicking over the tip and every so often she would push her tongue masturbate in train into my urethral. He said aren't we going to Bisexual Train get dressed. Still shaking, taking panting breaths as she lay against her mistress she heard Liana speak. He kept watching her face as he slowly slid his palm along her lower stomach. "My cock is all Anal Training.. your's mom. That sounds like a good idea. My tongue danced Biggest Naked Train with ours while my futa-dick rubbed against the bottom curve of her baby bump. In case he was going to say something I said, “I don’t wear underwear.” “Healthy attitude” he said, “climb on the examination table please.” Somehow, I didn't explode Asian Training right away…it was a miracle, really, considering the sensory overload she was putting me through.
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