What was even worse, Cindy's bedroom was next to mine so I could hear her and her boyfriends. She was definitely active.Cindy settled with one particu...ar guy, Danny, late in the fall. They would come home and fool around almost every afternoon.One day I decided to hide in her closet and find out exactly how far they were going.Cindy and Danny entered the room and I stayed very still until Cindy turned on her television and tuned to music.I parted her clothes a bit and saw the two of them in an. We talked quite a bit and the time quickly passed. I pulledinto her driveway with a bit of regret at the parting thatwas about to happen. Then she suprised me by asking me infor a cool drink. I accepted of course.The drink she handed me was nice and icy. It went down quiteeasily and so did the next one. I was feeling quite good, especially with her sitting close and with her hand on mythigh. Finally she asked why I wasn't making any moves onher. When I said I didn't think it'd be nice of me to. Jenny came as my cock slid up her arsehole crying out and gripping the beanbag. Her eyes never left the action on the TV. I fucked her tight arse, keeping pace with Gary on the video, dragging my nails down her back. Jenny pushed one hand under her and pushed three fingers into her cunt. I lent over her and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back. ‘Do you like my cock in your arse babe?’ I said fucking her with short, hard strokes. Jenny answered by orgasming again, her arsehole clenching on. And I was certainly into being used like a whore. All the more when we’d cuddle after and he’d call me cute names while kissing me on the forehead and nose. I loved him so much.Slap!“Uhhh,” I whined hard as his hand came down sharply on my right ass cheek.He grabbed it in his hand and shook it violently before letting go. Wrapping one arm around my waist, and the other around my breasts, he pulled me up towards him.I grinded my hips gently over him as he tossed my hair over my left shoulder and.
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