"Umm… I never know if I should say what I'm thinking… If you'll like to know..." "Just be honest. I'm getting to know this side of you, as I'm sur... you are too," I said, and I prepared myself to hear her say something unexpected.Ava had had time to think about all that happened that day and remember the things she had said... Part of how open she was certainly had to do with the novelty of it all. There was no way a shy, young, inexperienced little girl like her could be that open, that. "She just smiled at me as I watched her get dressed, finally she finished off by slipping on a pair of black high heeled stilettoes. By now my cock was straining in my pants as I stared at Sandra.She certainly looked like a slut. With her large tits showing through the translucent white blouse, to the black miniskirt that barely covering her stocking tops. What made it worse was when she turned around and bent over to look at the mirror, her miniskirt rode up and I got a bird's eye view of her. I planted a kiss on her lips while massaging. She did not know as her eyes were closed.But man, she responded in full flight as if she was expecting it. We were kissing like hungry wild animals. I started involving my tongue while I was massaging her as well. Her hands reached my shorts and she started massaging my cock over the shorts.I moved one of my hands from her tits to her thighs and pussy and started rubbing it over her shorts. Her panties were already wet. We were madly kissing each. He watches my reaction as he pushes his cock into me – not too hard, but enough to gain a few inches. I gasp and close my eyes for a second. When I open them again, he’s still watching me intently. He thrusts again, and forces another gasp from my lips. His brow furrows as he drives himself all the way in to me. Then he finds a rhythm, fucking me against the wall with long, slow strokes. “God, you feel good,” he whispers in my ear, causing a delicious shiver that runs straight through me. “So.