My hand began to glide itself up and down his shaft. Was this for real? I felt the bulge in his pants as he rubbed his pelvis ever so slightly against mine. I began feeling and rubbing the head of his cock… it was so soft. He then slipped in another finger… I’ve never been fingered by anyone else, except me… so it hurt a little. He pulled me towards him. It didn’t taste bad at all. If they heard me moaning while Michael was here, we’d both be dead… but no one mentioned it. He went on in, and sat on the bed. He slowly slid my pants off, and my heart began to race.“Oh God… he’s not going to is he?”
He slipped off my panties, and wrapped his arms around my legs, and put his head in front of my pussy.
