You finally touch me, and I gasp. Because I'm not playing a game with you any longer, I am into you seriously. I want you to play with me and I unbutt...n a few more buttons on my skirt to give you generous access. And you welcome that access. Your fingers start touching me, feeling the soft, smoothness of my femininity. I unbutton a bit more so that I can prop one leg up on your leg, so that you have a full view and easy access to my pussy.And you can see that my pussy, my lips, are wet and. He left it there for a moment reveling in how good it felt to have a new tight pussy wrapped around his cock. I felt him pull out just a little before putting it back home and I began to coo. Each time he pulled more out before giving it back to me. This must have been his warm up because for the next five minutes his balls slapped my ass as he placed a leg up on the chair to really feed me every last inch that he possessed. It was like a terrific pain that was indescribable. My arms latched. The girls hate you and the boys are scheming for you!" Mom chuckled, climbing in and driving home, first stopping by Kevin's."Er, we gotta use the side door," Kevin said, looking at me hintingly."I got that baseball card I owe you, Sean." Okay," I quietly said, my mildly padded bodice pounding as I followed him up his driveway and out of eyeshot from the street when he turned and clasped my slim hands and gently drew my wild anxieties close, and though I felt skittish and feardul and unsure I. Nearly a hundred pounds the Vet had told Maggie. Maggie had asked if that was normal, might he have some other breed in him, too? No, the Vet had said, he’s all German Shepherd and a magnificent specimen he is. That had caused Maggie to hug him around the neck. Whatever was said, he was happy. Maggie happy. Pack happy. Maggie had come to him (or him to her, as she saw it) from the city shelter. He had grown so large the young family he was with became nervous with their little c***dren. Gunnar.
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