He knew he had done a dozen just this year, a dozen squealing cuties, a dozen horrified virgins, mostly friends of his cute sister, some even sixteen,...older than he was, and he had mounted several when he was both rutting partners were under age. Maybe twenty, he thought, and this will be 21.She was begging, crying, and he laughed, kissing her again and tonguing her mouth as he grasped her buttocks and ground her belly against his swollen penis. He could see in her eyes that she could feel it,. But going somewhat soft because his respect for her and integrity made him aware he should tell her. "You okay papi?" she asked breathlessly. As he looked down to see whether it broke or slid off, to his dismay it was still intact. Dismayed that she felt like this with a sleeve, he slowed his strokes from the urge to spill and thought about her round ass that melts hearts everyday at work. "Can I hit it from the back?" "Is everything ok E?" He had to be honest. "The rubber," he said. A few. You don’t know if I still intend to fuck your arse, so to keep you guessing I keep rubbing my penis tip against it between slipping up and down between your buttocks, my game my rules. My cock is very engorged and is throbbing, the tip shiny and purple – glistening from the baby oil. I move back down your thighs slightly and rub the tip against your pussy lips, they are still hot and swollen from your orgasm but also very wet. You moan because you want me inside you but I keep rubbing. "Sure honey; take a seat," Candi replied.Candi put on the kettle, warmed the pot and put the tea in it. She setup cups and saucers and when she reached into the cupboard for sugar shecaught a glimpse of herself."Ow yuck!" she saw that most of her makeup had worn off and her hair wasa mess.She ducked into the hallway and fixed her makeup and brushed her hair inthe hallstand mirror. Since she had become Candi full time, she hadmakeup and lingerie scattered all around the house. She was just.