I bet they would both like that. Mature sex It wasn’t like I could go and get a boy to be my boyfriend and go on a date to the movies and then maybe, in the car, give him a handjob or a blowjob to find out how it worked. A musky smell filled my nose. He feasted on me with hunger. I trembled, my orgasm building in me. “Fuck me hard, Michael.”
“Damn,” Dad groaned. Nor had a guy every sent me a dick pic. I shuddered, his whiskers all wet with my sweet pussy juices. His brown eyes stared at me with such hunger. and… I knew this was wrong, but I just had to get a closer look. Those whiskers. I “blew” my digits. Totally not me. My tongue danced with his. I reached my parents’ door. I loved this bliss. At the same time, his lips slid over my nipple.
