I can feel myself tingling, my body tight, ready. “Fuck, Chanel, you’re gonna make me cum,” he says and I explode. “Oh fuck! I’m cumming, ...than,” I moan, and a wave engulfs me in ecstasy. My pussy is pulsing as I cum all over his dick for the second time this morning. “Fuck, Chanel! I’m cumming,” He groans and fucks my tightening cunt so hard I scream. He’s pounding into me, pumping cum from his balls into my pussy, filling me up. My hands are in tight fists, and they slowly start to relax,. After years of frumpy, bulky clothes, little or no makeup, and hair in a perpetual ponytail, she wondered if anyone would ever notice her. Clearly they did... and she really enjoyed the attention. On this trip to the library, she allowed her hips to sway just a little more than usual. A big smile spread across her face and she greeted all those that she met. She could feel guys' eyes on her back as they turned after she had passed them. This was her coming out party. She felt terrific!When she. Sliding under the sheets, I uncovered her naked, sleeping form and pulled her into my arms. Protesting drowsily, she wrapped an arm around my neck, facilitating my efforts to lift her from the bed and into the bathroom. I lowered her slowly to the water, and only when her skin touched the water did she open her eyes. By the time Chris knew what I was doing, I had her immersed to her breasts in the warm, soapy, bubbly water. She looked around the room, the only light from dozens of candles. Gemma arrives at my door at 6 pm as agreed. I can't help but smile as she walks into my apartment and wraps herself around me, lifting her mouth to mine for a long slow kiss. This is something I adore about Gemma; there is never a need for small talk. I take her hand and lead her through to my lounge, the lighting of which is set slightly brighter than the usual voyeuristic level of late. I want my little angel to be in no doubt what she sees when she gets home. We share a few more kisses,.