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She met her fiancé soon after graduation. He lived in the apartment next door. It wasn’t that he was different from other men. He just happened to be more insistent than any other. She still had no idea how to open her feelings to someone else. She maintained her celibacy like it was the one thread that kept her constant. To give in before marriage would be an admission that her parents had been right and she had failed them miserably. When the proposal for marriage finally came Cristina felt. There was no doubt in my mind that he would immediately end this if I asked him to. But I didn't. The only sound that escaped my lips was a moan as he pinched my nipple again.The moan must have given him the idea to proceed. Slowly, his hand slid down my chest and stomach, stopping at the top of my basketball shorts. He was giving me every opportunity to put a stop to this. He left his hand still for a good 30 seconds. When I didn't say anything, he finally pushed his hand under my shorts,. Aur usne kuch nhi kaha. Main kbhi kbhi use ghar bhi chod deta tha.. Us din bhi main use ghar chodne gaya. Bike par baithe tb pehle to wo peeche hoke baithi bt fir adhe raste me wo thoda aage aa gayi. Uske boobs meri back ko touch kar rhe the.. Mjhe baht maze aa rhe the. Dheere dheere usne apna haath meri left leg pe rakh diya aur usi tym mera land khada ho gaya.Mera land pant se bahar aane ke liye tadap rha tha. Hm jaldi se uske ghar pahuch gaye. Maine use ghar choda aur waha se nikal gaya.. Yes ... that's it ... so good" she gasped just before she yelled "Oh god ... I'm cummmmmiiiinnnggg". She need not have used her words, I could feel her pussy pulsating around my embedded shaft with her hot juices streaming down its length to trickle out across my balls."Fuck yeh ... cum on my cock ... cum all over me" I groaned into her ear as I nibbled on her lobe. I struggled to stay inside her with her pussy muscles attempting to expel my cock from its grasp.It all started an hour again when.
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If it were not for her pillow she most certainly would have woken my aunt and uncle and the then we both would have been in the dog house, me more than her. After she stopped shaking she opened her eyes and spoke, “that was absolutely amazing! More!!” for the next half hour I fucked her brains out and made her come three more times until it was my turn and I told her that I was about to come. I tried to pull out but she held me tight and told me with a smile on her face, “no I want my first. "And you're still hard," she noted. She looked over her shoulder, then back at him, a wicked smile spreading over her face. She turned her back to him. He thought it was over, but she only shut and locked the door. Then she backed up to him. He could only stare as she shimmied her panties down her legs, exposing her pale, round ass to him. She stepped out of them daintily and tossed them toward the hamper in the corner. Then she backed up to him even more until their legs touched. Bending.

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