Then he started to withdraw his hips, ever so slowly, before pushing forward again, and making me feel the first real pangs of pleasure.I had to bite ...y lip to keep my voice down, and I was almost whining in joy as he was escalating his motions, building the raw sexual tension in me. In my mind’s eye, I was being ****d, in a way, and it was unbelievably hot, and before long, the tide of pleasure overflowed the dam of resistance, and I shuddered, an eye-clenching, gritted teeth orgasm that made. A GOOD time. So, I get a hotel room right on the strip, expensive yes but in hindsight sooooooo worth it. After checking in and hangin out by the pool and flirting all day with some sexy ass women, I decide to check out the night life once night fell. I hop in the shower real fast and then I'm out on the strip, basically bar hopping. Bar here, bar there, drink here, shot there. So safe to say I was "buzzed". I walk into this club, a Latin club. And while the women were gorgeous, I noticed some. “I think I benched a little too hard this morning. And now I have a tits-ache.” Matt often started his day at the gym, so this was no surprise.“Well, I'd say they're pecs ... but okay fine, whatever. Breasts, tits. Call them what you want,” Nick conceded.“Exactly. And they’re sore, and they need a massage.” Lowering his voice to a sexy, conspiratorial tone, he looked around the group and asked, “Could one of you guys massage my tits after school?” Quiet guffaws around the table, and some. Climbing onto the stool, my dress rode up, displaying my toned thighs for those who continued to sneak glances in my direction. I considered pulling it down so as not to reveal too much but decided this was far more entertaining for them and for me. The barman appeared and handed me a cocktail of some description, indicating that it was from the man standing at the far end of the bar. Lifting the glass in his direction, I nodded my thanks. I was pleased to see he was with a group of friends and.
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