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My heart was pounding as I took off my uniform and hung it on a low branch. I paused between each piece of clothing and listened nervously. Nothing, only the sounds of nature, and a far-off hum coming up from the town. I'd left my underpants till last. The thrill I felt as I pulled them down and off my bare feet releasing my hard-on which sprang up and slapped against my belly. I was so hard. Oh, the feeling of the air on my genitals, the realisation of being naked outdoors. I stroked myself a. The next day he put it in his desk drawer and pretty much forgot about it. It was six months after the party when he found himself alone in the house. Not something that happened all that often. It was only him, Claire, and Samantha still living in their home. Dana was of course married and living with her husband and Erin was off to College. Claire and Samantha were gone on the annual week long trip to visit Claire’s parents. Her parents were ageing and they weren’t sure how many more trips. Yes, I though, just how I like it. I put my arms around his waist and we kiss each other passionately. My knees go weak as he puts his hands on my ass. The feeling of complete bliss washes over me. After a few minutes he breaks off his kiss and pulls off my hoodie. I let his hands wander, first up my shirt where he cups my small breasts, then to the front of my jeans where he rubs my small cock. I go hard instantly.He lifts my shirt up and starts sucking on my nipples. I moan as he does,. Her hips rose to meet him and pull him farther into herself. Each of her inner-muscle twitches caused him to back up slightly and then press on into her. When he was fully inside her heat, she was panting, breathing quickly through her mouth and tightening her arms around him as if she could pull him farther into her.Janet finally released her deep breath in a quiet "Ah-h-h," as if she had finally found a place of comfort.Jake was still for a few moments, relishing finally being where, for.
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