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Squeezing his hard cock, I suck until he's bucking off the couch and calling my name. Reaching between my legs, I rub his cockhead against my slick lips, lubricating him for the big event. "I c-c-can't," he says, slipping out from under my arm and moving away from me. Touching my nipples reminds me that Jeremy wasn't the only one with a reaction. I workout regularly and, in this skimpy bikini, every toned muscle in my body is on display. " he stutters, his face completely crimson, probably from my reference to him taking care of his hard-on. A couple of months ago I moved into the apartment over my sister's garage.Now that I'm touching myself, I realize how turned on I was by my nephew's large bulge. I still have about twenty minutes before he gets here. Sliding two fingers inside my wet pussy, I wonder if he's as large as his daddy. " "P-p-page one t-t-twenty t-t-t-two," he answers, still staring, wide-eyed at my bikini clad body.Lying back and spreading my legs, I imagine Jeremy, up in his room, stroking his hard-on as he thinks about my tits. God it's been so long since I've thought about that night. I open the book to the right page and read something about Quotient Rules and Higher-Order Derivatives. " I say, more confident than I feel as the tingling dampness in my pussy starts to distract me.
The storyline was lame but when the guy started eating her pussy, I couldn't help but rub mine while imagining what that would feel like if John did it to me. "Hi Aunt Sara," Jeremy says, setting his backpack on one of the kitchen chairs. "Are you familiar with the concept of behavior modification? With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat.