But even with pictures of Lanie, my regular masturbation habit was just not enough for me. I wanted the real thing, I wanted a girl I could feel, not ...just gawk at. That’s when I met Fay.... Fay’s family had moved in next- door, and had invited everyone to a stereotypical neighborhood cook-out/pool-party. At first, I really didn’t want to go, assuming that no one my age would be there, but seeing that I had no real excuse not to go, combined with my parent’s persuasive lecturing, I wound up. It was one day when my sister started cleaning the home. She was too orthodox in cleaning that she wore only a skirt without panty not bra to clean. She made me wander over the home while shifting and cleaning and all the way while cleaning.. ,she tied her skirt up to her ass cheeks . Anyone could clearly see her plum pinky ass cheeks from her skirt lifted. She did this all casually without even bothering about my presence . I can’t control my eyes on her cleavages both top and down… Her sexy. "Don't you have any sense of privacy!?"A few moments of silence ticked by as Liss analyzed what she had just seen. "What were you saying?" She questioned... But he couldn't answer her... he knew she had heard. "You said my name.... didn't you?" Still nothing..."You weren’t supposed to see or HEAR any of that. So just forget it." He said shoving her out the door. A light bulb clicked, "That's why you didn't want me to date Blake, isn't it!?" Melissa freaked. "You want me all to yourself!!" She. The second my spear was all the way in I felt my balls get warm and knew the slut under the desk was now sucking my sack. It felt amazing having my dick buried deep in this beautiful young whore and at the same time having my balls sucked. Incredible!!The girl now started to ride me, slowly in the beginning but quickly getting faster. After 5 or 6 ups and downs she suddenly let out a startled squeak and momentarily I could feel a pressure against my cock inside her. I looked around her and saw.