The elasticity of my pussy was my best quality. It could wrap around anything that had a round head. My hot liquid always lubricated the bedpost so ge...erously that my labia never folded over onto themselves. I was always so dripping wet, my naturalness coated every inch of my ten centimeter long slit. I loved how my sexual lips just slid along the wet smoothness as I bounced on top of my bedpost. I would always pause slightly when I lowered myself back over it because the feeling of my labia. No word had made it into the tabloids yet, so the speculation of who the father was hadn’t yet run the long rap-sheet of men, A-list through D-list, with whom I had slept. I still hoped that Mikey was my baby’s daddy, but I had to be a realist, since it could have been any one of the few hundred men that I had been with in the previous few months. Nelson rolled me onto my side and slid back into my cunt then began to stroke his tool inside of me once again. I rubbed my clit until I was soaked. I lifted and took her to my room with bed sheet still wrapped on her body.She told me to start with French kiss because she likes the taste of French kiss very much. So I locked her lips with my lips and started kissing her. Our tongues were playing with each other. After 5 minutes, we broke the French kiss and we started kissing each other body parts for 10 minutes with the clothes on the body. After kissing each other for 10 minutes, I pulled the bed sheet down from her breasts and out came. Now she was standing only with bra and black panty. She was feeling shy to expose her assets to a boy younger to her. I grabed her waist part and started squeezing her bare ass covered with a last piece of panty. I kissed her stomach navel, slowly moved bit down to lower abdomen. She made a bit loud sound and held my hair and pulled my head hard towards her. I started kissing on her pussy exactly over panty it was already wet. She made me stand and removed my jeans and without waiting she.