I lapped up her warm juices which seemed to cause her to make even more juices.I slid up her body. I wanted my cock in that fine teen pussy. As soon I...was close she grabbed my cock again. I liked that she liked holding my cock. She lined my cock up with her pussy. I pushed forward and opened her up. I groaned. It felt so great being inside her."Yes, Mr. Harper. Fuck me! Fuck me!" she moaned.I wanted to stay still and bask in the pleasure of being in her teen pussy but with surprisingly strength. .as I suddenly realized whatever was with me was female. The hand was small..a young girls hand...and it squeezed me and began to gently and maddeningly stroke me..softly, slowly..feather light; but oh so exquisite. I groaned once again..the soft gentle touch continued...up and down caressing the head..fingering the shaft...I felt wetness seep out. The small hand squeezed my cock and held it...I knew she sat on my legs; but felt almost no pressure there. Whoever or whatever must have been. She wore loose fitting blouses a lot, and often wore tube tops beneath instead of a bra. Toward the end of that school-year, she took the jeans she frequently wore and cut them off short enough that the front pockets were visible below the hem, and the mid-seam folded neatly into a really sexy camel toe. David, Della, and I had gotten together to exchange reading materials. David was our prime source for Penthouse, although I was never sure where he got them. The things we read had always been. Ab vo sirf designer bras n penty mai thi.Mai duad k gaya aur chocolate sause le aaya aur uske boobs pe daal diya aur bra k uppr se boobs ko chusne laga vo bhi mast ho chuki thi..Bolne lagi….Ohhhhh……..Ahhhhhhh……Mmmmmm……Raaaajjjjjjj suck them…….Zor chuso….Kha jao inhe…..Sath hi mai uski gaand b shela rha tha kya mulayam gaand thi thappad pe thappad maar rha tha pur safed gaand laal ho chuki thii…..Ab maine uske bra k hooks b khol diye aur jaise hi fir se choosne wala tha usne mujhe rok diya aur.