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Baby Oil Bad Boy
Date: 5/30/2016, Categories: Fantasy Erotica First Time Reluctance Virginity Author: Unknow user, Source: sexstories.com
... nicely, next time I might just let you suck me off.” That comment earned him another playful slap as they once again burst out laughing. *** Having showered her aching body and changed into some baggy clothes, Sarah now stood in the kitchen. She was cutting up a pineapple at the counter when she heard bare feet padding across the floor behind her. “Hi.” “Hi,” she replied quietly, trying to keep her cool. “You okay?” Dom asked. “You know, about earlier? I wasn’t sure if maybe you’d had second thoughts.” Sarah turned around and looked at him. His jeans were slung low on his muscular hips, the corse hair on his stomach just visible as his white tee shirt rode up. He had his right hand resting on his head, with his fingers wound through his shaggy dark hair. The unsure look on his face was cute. “Honestly?” she replied, to which he nodded. “It was incredible. I’ve never come that hard before.” The fact that she'd whispered those words across the kitchen made him smile; they were the only two people in the house. He sauntered over to her, smooth as silk, and roughly pinned Sarah’s body against the kitchen counter. She gasped, but smiled as his hands seized her wrists and his warm, firm body pressed into her. “You know,” he said quietly. “I haven’t been able to ...
... stop thinking about you.” His voice was like honey, it made her cheeks flush just hearing him speak like that. She could feel the bulge in his jeans pressing against her abdomen. Sarah nibbled her bottom lip and pretended that she wasn’t already aching for round two. “I was so hard in the shower.” Their mouths collided in passionate press of hot, soft flesh. Their tongues twirled together, stroking each others' in a lust-fuelled fervour. By the time they came up for air, Sarah was panting and felt lightheaded. “Dom,” she whispered breathlessly, “you’re such a bad boy!” “And you’re my dirty girl. I’d say that makes us a perfect match.” His hands tightened on her wrists as she felt an involuntary flutter of anxious pleasure prick her skin. What Dom could feel was her pulse; her heart was racing. “I was thinking that after you finish chopping up that pineapple, you could give me the guided tour to your bedroom. I’m dying to get you back into bed.” He placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered quietly, “I wonder if I could make you scream for mercy.” Sarah leaned back and gazed into his big, steel-blue eyes. She licked at her dry lips and after taking a moment to arrange the words she wanted to say, replied, “Fuck the pineapple. Let’s go.” pics....http://bit.ly/1KJqNXN