Bs phir kya tha hum ne ek dusre ko baho m bhara aur ek dusre k lips chusne lage aur main uske boobs uake kapdo k upar se hi daba rha tha. Uske boobs e... hath m aa hi nhi rhe the phir wo boli bahar se hi khelega ya iska dudh b piyega bs phir main uske kapde utarne laga aur wo mere aur kpde utarne k sath uska wo sharir ko sehlana kiss krna main bhul nhi sakta.Maine uske kpde utare aur ab wo bra and panty m thi kya mast maal lg rhi thi main to dekhte hi tut pada uske rasile chuchiyo pr aur ek boob. I'd felt like a stalker while doing so, realizing that I probably was a stalker. However, it wasn't Tom that I was really interested in, even though he was the one that I followed. He was just a means to an end. Albeit a cute one. The day before, I had arranged an 'accidental' meeting with Tom at the supermarket, bumping into him and then apologizing profusely. My attempt to get his attention had obviously worked, especially since he nearly drooled while staring at my breasts. It hadn't taken. The double bed was covered a thick dark canvass material, devoid of any other linen. Sitting next to me he once again placed his hand on my forehead. “You definitely don’t have a temperature,” he announced.“Please… I just need to go home,” I replied, “I’ll be fine.”“Just relax. I’ll take care of you,” he answered.After a short while Barret got off the bed before removing my sandals. Then he undid the buttons on my shorts before they were slowly pulled off my body, along with my underpants.. It was afeeling that the precocious little girl would soonlearn to love. Slowly, Ted began to raise and lowerhis hips, smiling at the look of obvious pleasureon her cute little face as his cock slid back and forthin her slippery, juice-drenched young snatch. “You like being fucked, don’t you, Melissa, honey!”he whispered, stroking his cock gently in and out of hertight, clinging little cunthole. “You like my hard cockfucking you, don’t you?… Say it!….