He always made a point of talking to me and he’d call out “Hi Becky!” whenever he saw me. I’d always chip back “Hi Mr C!” and he would grin and remind me to just call him Alan and not be so formal seeing as we were such close neighbours. I’d nod “OK” and twirl from him giving him a flash of my thigh as I did so. I knew he was watching for this and I’d caught him staring at me a few times but I’d pretend not to notice. I knew my time would come and today was it!I went back to my room and switched off my system before making my way over to his house. I checked myself in the mirror and quickly changed my top from a sloppy hang around to a hacked off T shirt which showed my shape very clearly. I wasn’t wearing a bra and I saw my nipples through the cloth as they began to harden a little with me thinking of teasing him close up. Next was whether to stay in my shorts or to be even more risky and switch them for a skirt. Then I thought “What the heck, why just go half way?” so I changed. The way the earth bears the holy Ganges, she pulsed on my chest, her warmth a welcome solace for my arms.She worried her lower lip with her teeth and peeking through her eyelashes, she said “Are you angry at me for being late? It was because…”I placed a finger on her lips and said, “I was… but now I feel something else”.She felt my manhood pressing into her and her eyes became twin pools of black fire. I grasped her hair and slowly inhaled a potent mix of jasmine and warm female scent, the jasmine flowers of her hair has long since been carried away by the water. I softly bit her earlobe and a delicious shiver passed through her. Cupping her cheeks, I planted kisses on her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, the tip of her nose and blew on her slightly parted lips. My tongue slowly traced the upper lip and then the lower lip and I softly bit the edge of the lips. Suddenly her hands raced above my shoulder and held my hair in an iron grip while her mouth fused into mine passionately. She sucked.
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