Her smile fades, she looks into my eyes, and brushes the hair from my face. ‘You are only the second guy that I really like.’ While Jen reads, I t...ink about Marissa’s beautiful petite, brown back. One thought leads to another. Brother and Sister Bear make up by the end of the story that Jen reads. All four Berenstein bears are happy. Marissa sees her parents, brothers, and sisters about three days a year, if she is lucky. One Dennis the Menace comic, in good condition, is several years old.. I crawl up over you, my hands sliding over your chest. Your cock bounces in need against my chin then my breasts as I move. I bite and suck and nibble my way up your abdomen. I work my way over you, teasing each rib with my mouth as I pass. You jump slightly as I hit your ticklish spots, pressing up against my body, rubbing yourself against me. Your hands clutch tightly at the sheets as my nipples slide over you. Looking up, catching your gaze again, I plant one hand in the center of your chest. I said that we should make this memorable and he agreed. We decided take a room in a near by lodge.As we entered the room, he threw me on the bed and pounced upon me. He began kissing me wildly on my lips while his hands were busy massaging my soft, plump, juicy breasts. He said, he loved my boobs while they were swinging due to my movements and he said he used to secretly notice my curves many times. He pressed my boobs hard through my blouse and slowly placed his hand inside my saree, into. Oh god, I was keen, thrusting vigorously as she quietly sobbed with the pleasure of each stroke. In, out, in, out, and so it went for an eternity until her sobs became gasps and she came in a torrent of delight and emotion, her body shaking and quivering in erotic spasms. She clung to me, catching her breath, her hands stroking my face, shoulders and sides until I started again. Slowly at first, with short shallow thrusts, rolling it around the rim of her sweet snatch and then suddenly.