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She was sucking and biting my lips. She placed her right hand on my bulge and started pressing it. I whispered into her ears, “You wanna go over to my place?” She nodded, and we left. We reached my place in 10 minutes and entered my apartment.As soon as we entered, I started taking off her dress and was kissing her. I pushed her on the wall and took off her dress. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panty. Her boobs were big and firm for a 19-year-old. I immediately started sucking her tit and was playing with the other with my hand.She was moaning with pleasure, and her pussy started dripping. I realized that she was wet and started rubbing her clitoris. She was moaning out loud, and . I was fingering her vigorously, and Naqiyah was having the best time of her life.She grabbed my face and was sucking my lips hard. I sensed she was about to cum and increased my fingering speed. Within 2 minutes, she let out her juices. She took a minute to come back to her senses and told me. “Ouch! Rob! What the fuck!” I woke up pretty quickly!“Shush.” We’ve just got time if we don’t mess around.”And with that tender expression of love he rolled me onto my back and tried to push into me. Oh dear, another disaster. His erection faltered and softened. I grasped his deflating semi hard member and rubbed it up and down my crack and over and around my clitoris. I enjoyed the sensations.“Much better than my fingers or dildo,” I thought, “but compared to the thrusting cocks of Mike and the Vicar not to mention Phil and his Dad it wasn’t even even in the hunt!”We continued with this charade until, quietly, almost soundlessly, Rob’s prick erupted onto the outer lips of my cunt. I pushed his flaccid penis as far into me as I could and wondered if, when we decided to have a family, these dregs deposited on rather than in me could get me pregnant.The trip to work, following a sticky clean up and shower, was the not the usual frustrating half hour from my home, it was a different.
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