” “… Yes I believe I would.” “Then bring me your hand.” She then grabs my arm, finds my hand, and place it on her left tit. ... “Caress it.” As I grabbed her tit I felt like I had this warm, big boulder stuck in my throat, I couldn’t swallow, and I started breathing heavily, and so did my mom why I started running my fingers gently up and down her left tit. Then she ran her hands down my stomach, removing my boxers, and just gazing my cock a little bit with her fingers. . We hear a noise, as if someone is coming towards us, we grab our stuff and hide and wait. Silence is back, as we were interrupted, you decide to taste me a bit. You stroke me and tease the head of my cock with your tongue, with the other hand, you tease my balls, and slowly put my cock in your mouth and taste me. You lick from the shaft up to the head and back down, and suck slowly and deeply. Seeing how hard you have made me, you want me inside you, but either of us has a condom. We both take. And waited. Maybe fifteen minutes later a black Lexus pulled into the parking lot, and looped around the corner of the building. I only caught a glimpse of the people inside.The driver had the look of someone who thought of himself as a tough guy. Hair slicked back, scowl plastered onto his face, wearing a leather jacket. Not someone to worry about physically, but he would definitely be a problem if he were armed. Plus I didn’t need him to be able to identify me.The girl looked frightened. I. Paris hummed to herself as she pushed the door open and stepped into her dimly lit suite. Tossing her backpack on the floor, she let the door swing shut behind her before sliding the deadbolt shut with a satisfying ˜clunk'.The blinds were open enough to allow a sufficient amount of moonlight to shinethrough the windows in her suite. Reaching over, she flipped the light switch on, her brow furrowing in confusion as the room remained enshrouded in moonlit darkness. "Dammit," she muttered to.
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