Black lace was the base color with accents of red, pink, or teal silk. He touched the black lace pantie, knowing it would not be long before it would ...ouse his growing cut cock. He held them up to his hips, checking the size. Fully engrossed in his fantasy, he was unaware of anyone around him. He hummed to himself as he held the hanger to the black lace panties. Next, he turned his attention to the bras. Which color to choose, they were all so pretty. He held up the pink and the red, narrowing. This mixed with the super high I was feeling, sent crazy sparks all over my body. He pulled my shirt up and started pinching my little nipples, when I tell you, my young ass never felt no shit like that before, I mean it. The weed had me out of my mind. I had smoked way too much by now. He used his teeth to hold them still as he twirled his tongue around them. Yes, I liked being grown! John had me lean back against the arm of the couch while he layed between my legs on his side. He pulled at. His hands roamed from my hips to my breasts. He tested their weight in his hands and I could feel him smile as he kissed me. The next thing I knew, he was backing me down the hall to an open door. Inside was a massive bed. The whole way down the hall his lips never left my lips, his hands never left my body. Between the bedroom door and the bed itself my clothes magically made their way to the floor. His werent too far behind. With a quick shove, I was sprawled on my back and he was on top of. ”Patrick pushed his hips toward mine and gently squeezedhis ass cheeks together. My dick was trapped between themand he was enjoying it. I started to rub my fingersthrough his chest hairs paying particular attention tohis nipples each time my hand would cover a breast. As Ilet my right hand fall lower towards that hard hot shaft,Patrick leaned against me a little harder. When my handtouched his outreaching shaft, he squeezed his ass cheeksaround me tighter and began to moan.“Not so.