Stef me propose d’aller fêter ça en prenant un verre chez lui. Surpris, j’accepte. On sort des douches, on se sèche et on enfile vite fait un j...ckstrap propre, un tee shirt et notre jogging. Tout en marchant pour aller chez lui, on a échangé joyeusement sur les bons points du match contre le binôme adverse. Arrivé devant son immeuble, on monte quelques étages à pied (j’en profite pour mater son petit Q bien moulé dans son jogging) pour entrer enfin dans un petit studio d’étudiant.Stef me dit. My eyes lit up and my body pulsed. he pushed me down so he was on top of me, we where licking eachothers tongues. he was grabbing my ass and i was feeling his body...his dick....it was so hard.i ripped his shirt off and i ripped mine off. it was getting intense. we made out longer. touching eachother....feeling eachothers skin. he kissed my neck and down to my nipples, where he licked them over and over getting my nipples erect...along with my cock. he grabbed my legs and started stroking them. I couldhear the softening of her tone and the flushing redness of her tanned skin. Shebegan toslightly open and close her legs followed by rubbing them together to try and relive the tingling, sexualdiscomfort she was feeling between them. I was certain Mrs. Stevens was still very much turned on. She still hadn't made anymove to hide her right breast. In fact laying back caused to robe to fall open even more, threatening to allow her left breast to spring free. I decided, that maybe I wasn't in. Her small breasts looked amazing, with very little sag and small, dark nipples topping them, and her sparsely covered pubic mound looked very inviting. I sat there, speechless and unsure of what to do, as I looked her up and down. Finally, Anna cleared her throat. ‘Well? Are you going to say anything?’ she demanded. ‘I…I don’t know what to say,’ I stammered, as the majority of my blood rushed from my head to my stiffening cock. ‘You look…incredible!’ ‘Thank you,’ she said softly. ‘I was afraid.