He stepped closer, that giant, wrapped cockhead touching me on the forehead right between the eyes. “I notice you said “boyfriend” and not “anyone” just now.”“I didn’t say you were…gonna do me, either,” I said, my cunt trying to reach up through my body and strangle me just then; I was so wet I was worried he’d hear the flow of my juices, impossible though that was. My pussy wanted a taste of this thing bad! Why did my tits feel so fight? Why was my whole body apparently unaware that I was a good girl?“This little bitchboy condom hurts. Why don’t you take it off of my big fat dick?”“Michael!” I said, jaw dropped. He was being SO lewd, SO arrogant, SO boastful… SO fucking sexy.The poor condom was so stretched that by the time I applied even the barest tension in the trying to remove it the thing ripped almost in half, apparently eager to be free from the big-dick pressure.Just then, my phone began to ring. My eyes first flashed to the clock; it had been almost an hour since I usually. Just as I was adjusting its position she turned round and caught me her eyes looking straight at my crotch .I quickly moved my hand away and started to tell her how sorry I was but she just smiled and told me it was ok. She was pleased that she could have this effect on a man. I couldn't help but cast my eyes over her body and she saw as My eyes travelled from her face down to her small breasts under the tight top she was wearing and then down, her tight jeans hugging her like a second skin.Again she smiled and swayed her body in front of me and I could feel my cock pressing against my bottoms. She came towards me and said that her parents had told her to do ANYTHING that I needed and grinning cheekily asked if there was anything else she could do for me as her hand stroked over the bulge in my jog bottomsA million thoughts went through my mind the main one being that this couldn't be happening and I'd wake up any minute and find it was all a dream.I reached out and held her small.
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