Don't fight."She broke her face away and began a shout but his hand was over her in moments. Cutting off her cry. His hands here gruffer now, Pushing ...er spaghetti strap roughly down her shoulder, then her arm until finally her budding chest were exposed. He squeezed, and the pressure on her tender firm breasts made her cry out in panic against his hand. Her romper slid off all too smoothly and his hand pulled at her panties until the elastic bunched at her ankles. "No!" She thought in agony,. It wasn't exactly a common allergy. On the other hand, I trusted that she was, in fact, clean, and I also trusted she was on the pill. A girl this good looking and sensual, her mother probably insisted she be on birth control.Besides, I didn't want to argue with her about whether she was really allergic to latex or not. 'Also, ' I thought, 'guys are usually the ones who make excuses not to wear condoms.' I couldn't imagine that Stacy would actually want to get pregnant, especially not with a. A little dribbled out at the sides, but she kept her mouth fully on my cock until my orgasm ended. She pulled back without speaking and my cock left her warm wet lips. She motioned for me to lie down on the couch, still keeping the dildo up my ass, and when I was in position she got over me, face to face. Her mouth met mine and our lips parted. As they did so, the cum I had shot into her mouth dribbled out between her lips and down onto my tongue. My mouth was full of my cum. She kissed me. He pushes me back a little bit so he can come in and shut the door and then pulls me close and kisses me, pushing me up against the counter. He pauses for a minute “Hi”. I smile “Hi back”. He kisses me again grabbing my tongue with his lips and presses his body against mine even harder. I can feel his cock pressing against me as he runs his hands up under my skirt. He stops kissing me and smiles “You are not wearing anything under there”. “No, I am not” I reply with a little bit of a giggle..