I loved kissing her.her mouth was so inviting.but her cunt was too.i could feel her waiting for me.it was like the venus fly trap wanting you urging ...u waiting for you to pollenate the flower!!i wanted to enjoy the experience agian.my feelings from the previous night werea bit sketchy to say the least.i wanted now to savor every last moment of pleasure.i wanted to love her, want her, enjoy her and have her enjoy me .and remember me.not just a quick one never to be thought of but her NEPHEW that. > I spent the rest of the day wondering what was inside the bag and couldn't concentrate properly for the remainder of my shift.> When I got home I sat down to examine the contents of this bag. Inside we're about twenty Polaroid pictures and a plain DVD with a date written on it. The first picture I looked at had my dick 'straining at the leash', it was a picture of my other friend Lindsey who was a slim mousey- blonde haired girl, she was wearing nothing but her glasses and a big smile whilst. She felt so good and he fucked her hard for a long time before he filled her hole with more cum. He kept fucking her hard pushing every inch of cock all the way in her then pulling out and back in. She felt so good he wanted to keep his cock in that warm hole for ever. He fucked her hard for a long time and then he was able to cum one more time. He slid down on her and began sucking the mixture of their cum out of her hole. When he had a mouthful he kissed her and transferred it to her. "How do. ”I nodded and bit my lip again.We kissed and touched each other as often as we could in secret in the following weeks. The rumble of the washing machine in the cellar was a good cover for our secret thoughts and a practical excuse for us to be together. I made sure to get plenty of dirt on my clothes while cycling so I could ask for my mother’s assistance in getting the stains out. Which she gave, among other things.We both knew kissing and cuddling would not be enough to carry our romance, and.