It continued like that. Simple flirting. Day after day I strolled into his room, and we teased each other back and forth. Every day it was getting mor... sexual. It was fucking maddening. Like always staring at a hot plate of waffles but never getting to eat them. I would picture him walking around the desk and bending me over it, ripping my spandex down and spanking me for teasing him all the time. Sticking his long fingers into my pussy and finger fucking me while biting my neck and covering my. I stepped behind her, grabbed my boner and wiped the tip a couple times through her wet gap. Not that I needed the lube, it just felt so good. “Stop playing around and uk my brains out.!”, she ordered. So I placed my dick in front of her fuck hole and forcefully smashed it in. Never would I have thought that something like what just had happened, like almost forcing Constance to suck my cock, could make me so horny. I could still hear her sobbing, so she was still there. All this went through. Saliti in macchina , Peppe aveva guidato fino ad un bar ,dopo aver consumato visto che eravamo in prossimità di dove alloggiavano siamo saliti in una delle loro villette,la mia amica Antonella và direttamente con il suo calciatore nella stanza da letto, io e Peppe ci siamo seduti in un divano , dopo esserci guardati intensamente negli occhi, senza parlare, ci eravamo scambiati un bacio profondo, in cui le nostre lingue sembravano sciabole duellanti. Ricordo benissimo come Peppe abbia subito. I lifted his strippy shirt over his tanned body revealing his rippiling abs. He was so fucking gorgeous, I could just pin him down, fuck him hard right now but I wasn't going to. I was going to tease the slut...I got him on his hands and knees his firm little ass stuck in the air. I slowly dipped my tounge in his puclerd little rose. I moan rumbled deep in his throat as I softly started to tounge him. He tasted good. Way better than any pussy. Obviously Iknew now he was single he wouldn't just.