My husband didnt touch me once during the two-week Christmas break and I fell into a small depression. When my husband was at work I would just lay ar...und the house masturbating. It was the only thing that saved my vacation. But at the same time I couldnt wait to get back to school and get out of my house, I felt like it was sucking my soul. Its like that Green Day song I liked back in the 90s — but you know, for a chick. The new semester meant a new schedule. I had Andrew for 8th period, the. Your right hand trails down to my left hip, grasping my panties in your fist. I hold my breath again. You rip the side of my panties. I gasp as you tear the panties from my body. I can feel you once again sliding down my body slowly. Your hands move to my ass, lifting and spreading my ass apart. I feel exposed, naked to you. I feel your fingers pinch my ass. You reach up and tear the blindfold away from my eyes. My eyes pop open. "No hiding", you say. I nod. You lick once, from my pussy to my. .whack! Right cheek, left cheek... She thrashed around and cried out and begged me to stop, her feet, still in their shiny shoes and ankle socks, waving around in the air. When I thought she’d had enough I picked up the camera again and took a shot of her from that angle. Then I reached over for the Vaseline and got a large glob of it on my thumb, which I slipped under her panties and between her now-tender cheeks. I began to massage and lubricate her there, gradually working my thumb further. There were tears running down her cheeks and her deep red lips were pursed holding back a sob that wanted to get out. I got out of my car to have a cigarette and walked well away from my car thinking about naked flames and oil. I walked over to the bins at the side of the road and lit my cigarette. The woman looked over at me and being shy I put my head down. The truth was she was a stunning blonde and way out of my league. She was slim all over and a lot taller than me her breasts were full.
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