Either way, my cock was rock hard and pulsing with need, and something warm and wet was wrapped around it, moving up and down along my shaft. It’s mine. Kelly started to pick up the pace, slowly but surely speeding up until she was truly riding me. Kelly pulled away from me, smiling, and I felt my face flush pink with embarrassment. I was shaking, and I couldn’t tell if it was from shock or excitement. I was washing dishes, humming to one of the songs I’d been writing, and I was sure Brittany and Kelly had gone upstairs – so I was a little startled when a soft pair of hands with immaculate nails wrapped around me, tracing their way down my chest and stroking the outline of my soft cock in my pants. And she knew it. Fuck me, hard,” she growled. You could’ve told me, after the party.
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