I felt so cheap. As if the weight weren't enough, he reached out to tug hard on the weight around my balls. I endured increasing pain before I realize... he was directing me to kneel. We were still at my door! Carl in the hall and me in the foyer. My knees straddling over the sill in between. Our building had six units, two neighboring across from each other on each of three levels. I feared someone might come downstairs and witness my kneeling with a weight hanging from my balls before a guy in. Instead, she sat down next to him, still smiling. ‘Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way,’ Riley said, looking directly into his brown eyes with her big, blue ones, ‘let’s cuddle.’ >,=<, They talked for a long while, sharing stories of their childhoods and their teenage years, as they laid there under the covers of his tiny bed. Their bodies were touching, Riley was sprawled out on her side, on top of him, while he lay on his back. Her face would occasionally nuzzle at his chest, and. Rolling her onto her side, I settled behind her back, reaching around to join her fingers as they worked in and out of her pussy, my fingers rubbing over hard clit. She moaned loudly, moving her hips against her fingers, I sucked and nibbled her earlobe and neck as we both worked on her wet pussy, it did not take long for her to shudder through an orgasm, moaning as she did so.I slid my hand from her hard clit, sucking on my fingers before I dipped my fingers into the jar of Vaseline. Denise on. Oh, she knows too that she feels an arousal like never before. Not even the hazy visions of her first years with Michael come close. This man - this black haired boy with twinkling blue eyes makes her feel twelve years younger; he makes her laugh, blush and twitter like a twelve year old. He makes her want to pout her mouth and tease him for a kiss. He makes her check the hemline of her skirt ten times a minute to make sure it's not up to her waist.But Michael! Oh! Michael! Michael! Michael!.