With starting to roll her swollen, juicy pussy on top of your iron-hard cock, it doesn't take long for your hips to start to buck under her. You can feel every detail of her tight, young little twat as she slides it over you: her lips, the hooded clit at the top, the tight slit of her entrance, and her copious amounts of juice. The little brunette is hot, made for just one thing, and ready to go.
And then her phone rings.
You both get the same look on your face. Both of you roll your eyes and you both shoot a look at her phone. Unbelievably, she bends down to answer it. You almost push her off you but one of those pale pink nipples finds your mouth and her pussy slit had been right over your cock. With a quick shift of her hips as your teeth found her nipple, you slip inside heaven.
"Shhhh...it's my...my friend Kammy," she says with a slight stutter as she sits up, her young, tight cunt swallowing every inch of you into her molten swampy sex. "You say anything, groan too loud, or cum, and I'll tell Mary and Julie that you forced yourself on me on the couch," she hisses. She grinds her clit against the root of your dick and flips the still-ringing phone open.
"Hey Kammy, what's going on?" she says nonchalantly. Her words paused but her hips didn't and they roll around yours in a tight circle, making you want to moan. God she feels better than Mary does, or better than any of your ex-girlfriends ever did.
"No, just hanging out at Julie's," says with a giggle. "Well I don't know. Want me to ask? I'm sure Julie won't mind...yeah, hold on." She sets the phone aside without letting it flip closed and starts pumping her hips faster, the space between you growing and shrinking until she's riding you from tip to root, your cock looking even fatter as your sister's friend wedges it inside her tight cunt.
"Can my...friend....Kammy come over? PLEASE?" begs, a puppy dog look in her lusty eyes, and hard squeeze of her pussy while she adds the last word. "I promise we won't make a mess," she says again, and then gets a mischievous grin on her face. "Well...maybe we will, but just a little one," adds as her swampy, swollen twat squeezes hard and her breath catches in a shivery sigh.
Your hips arch up to meet hers and you tell her your decision... |