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You handle them roughly. Pinching my nipples, which have grown hard and pointed, the size of pencil erasers. You groan.You pull away from our kiss; our eyes lock for only a moment. You tip me over the back of the couch. My feet come off the floor dangling in midair; my hands on the couch cushions is all that keeps me from falling over. You grab my hips to hold me steady. My little skirt is pushed up off my butt. You push my legs apart and touch my wet cunt. There is no reason to play with me, I’m wet as the puddle you will soon make beneath me.You have pulled your pants down around your ankles. You aim your long, hard cock up to my pussy lips and drive it home. I wail as you enter me. You pump me fast. You take your cock out once, twice just to run it up and down my open pussy, hitting my clit, then dive deep again. I start squirting sporadically. Then I am a waterfall. With your cock inside, pressure from my spasming cunt and the warm fluid running over your cock is making your. “It is very naughty.” I replied. “But you’re a naughty girl.”“I am a naughty girl.” She said in a low voice. The look in her eyes was enough to make me hard.“And naughty girls get spankings don’t they?” I asked. “If they’re lucky.” She replied.“Take off your shirt.” She started to slowly unbutton her shirt, starting at the top. When she got to the bottom, she unhesitatingly slid it off of her shoulders and tossed it to the floor. She was wearing a matching plaid bra underneath. She looked every bit the sex goddess that she was. I stood and approached her. I leaned in and kissed her. We stood there, deeply kissing for several minuets; each of us delicately probing the others mouth. After we broke the kiss, I whispered in her ear, “Stand like I taught you.” She opened her stance so her legs were shoulder width apart, and brought her arms up behind her back, crossing them and cupped her elbows. I circled around behind her, taking in the sight of her body. I touched her shoulders, and.
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