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Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Ten
Date: 11/23/2023, Categories: Teen Author: sexobjex
... college,” Makennah said. “He manages a string of dealerships, they just couldn't get this one off the lot so he wrote it off. What do you drive?”’ “I have a Nissan Maxima,” Allen chuckled. “Get this, it’s a ‘turbo.’” He made air quotes. “Oh, fuck off,” Makennah snickered. “A turbo? What are you talking about?” “Some asshole took the ‘KOMPRESSOR’ badge off a Mercedes and glued it to the trunk lid before we bought it used,” Allen snickered. “The dial only goes up to 80.” “That is a fucking riot,” Makennah giggled, “Total shit teenager car.” “The best,” Allen said. “You can’t run the tape deck and the cruise control at the same time, it’ll blow a fuse that kills the starter.” Makennah was now stifling a laugh into the back of her left wrist. “Christ, you drive a shitmobile like that no wonder you’re asking everyone for a ride.” “My Mom took it away, I’m like, ‘Hey, lady, that’s a favor, not a punishment,’” Allen said, Rodney Dangerfield style. Now Makennah was laughing. “That’s funny as shit!” she snorted. Allen let the punchline hang. He was loosening her up! This was going super great. Makennah moved her hand off the gear shifter and actually rested it on Allen’s thigh now. She patted it lightly. “You’re pretty alright, man,” she said. “You’re not too bad for a wastoid about to go to ASU.” “Oh, I’ll be lucky to get into ASU,” Allen groaned, and he was actually serious about that. Makennah returned her hand to the stick shift as she peeled off the ...
... freeway toward the exit for the Nine Cedars. • • • “Push and two … three … four! C’mon keep going … three, four!” Jillian was coaching Maria through a set of hip thrust exercises, holding the heel of her palm steady in midair, the height she wanted Maria to hit with her pussy mound. After 16 reps, Maria’s thighs were burning with lactic acid. She kicked her legs out and collapsed, chest heaving, on the workout mat. Jillian smoothed her palm over Maria’s taut tummy bound in the neon pink spandex of her workout leotard. “I think that’s enough, love,” Jillian said. “You gave me a great effort today.” Maria slid her hands up under her headband, removed it, and shook out her sweaty hair. “Thanks,” she sighed. Jillian leaned in for a kiss, which Maria returned with a pleasurable “mmmmmm,” sound. Jillian rested on her elbow as she traced a finger over her lover/client’s tummy, then gently worked her fingertips down to Maria’s crotch before cupping her pussy through the spandex leotard. “What happened to that boy who got you so revved up?” Jillian asked out of the blue. Maria played dumb. “What boy?” she said. “The boy you told me about, who would go on the roof in the mornings and masturbate,” Jillian said. “You haven’t mentioned him lately.” “Oh, the neighbor boy,” Maria said. “I don’t know, I guess he’s doing something else now, maybe he went to summer camp.” Jillian looked at Maria for a long moment. She could tell when her intimate friend wasn’t ...