Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 5 Of 7 - Sex Stories

Everything Is Good In My Holiday Home - Part 5 Of 7

... expression on her face. I could quickly conclude that she had been crying because her cheeks were red.

"Why on earth would I allow that?" it flew out of me before I could think about the reason for her question.

"My father has thrown me out." Her voice cracked in the middle, and she began to snort. I tightened my lips, and had incredible difficulty hiding my inner joy. I had to take a deep calming breath to keep my superior smile off my lips.

"I don't really know," I replied passively, taking a cheerful whiff of the joint to let her sweat a little.

"Please be nice. I've been walking around the neighborhood for over an hour now. None of my friends are answering and I have nowhere else to go.”

I looked at her coldly without answering and then moved my gaze up to the stars and gave her the cold shoulder. As I stood there I could hear her feet moving. The sound of footsteps became clearer and finally, I could feel her touches.

"Come on, I'll be nice to you," she sang seductively in her feminine voice, and placed both hands lovingly on my chest. One of her index fingers danced in circular motions around one of my nipples, while the other hand caressed down to my crotch in slalom motions. The long nails tickled their way through my blouse and towards my cock, who registered every touch. A mild electric shock raced through my upper body as she reached down past my navel. My nipples soon became stiff and bulged out through the fabric, which the hot goddess took ...

... advantage of.

When her other hand reached down far enough, it dug searchingly up the outside of my shorts until it finally got hold of my growing member, which she gently squeezed. I sighed heavily as our eyes looked deep into each other's. She thrust her chin forward and smiled mischievously as her smile grew in step with my erection. She seemed impressed and I could sense a gushing lust welling up in her. However, I doubted whether it was genuine, but merely shook my head, concluding that it did not matter much whether it was genuine or not.

I placed my hand on the side of her narrow head and brushed one of the golden locks behind her ear. My thumb caressed her cheek lovingly, and slowly made its way towards the mischievous smile. I pushed the soft and warm lips, and at one point tilted the lower lip down. The bitch automatically loosened her jaws and invited my lustful thumb inside. It immediately accepted the offer, burrowing in between to land on the comfortable fleshy blanket of a tongue. She giggled moaning, and then embraced my thumb with her lips while her tongue made small and short licks. It was clear that she was playing with me, making an effort to show what she would do, to show her gratitude if I helped her.

"What am I going to do with you," I whispered with the clear intention that she had to make it clear to me what she had in mind. She blinked one eye flirtatiously as she energetically sucked on my thumb, wiggling her eyebrows cheekily. I bit my bottom ...