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He was ready to play, I could see it in his eyes. You know how men get. Their eyes glazed over and their nose can only focus on the smell of wet pussy in the air. Sometimes it is scary, how they seem to be able to hone in on us. Eyes seemingly having x-ray vision, seeing under our clothes. But I’m sure it’s because when we get excited and scared our nipples harden so much that nothing can hide them from the outside world. And that must have been what he saw. And I was so wet it must have permeated the whole room.
X-ray vision wasn’t needed to see it.
My light gray pants stained from the excitement. My poor panties couldn’t hold it in. His hands holding mine to the bed, hot breath on my neck. I couldn’t get away! It was like his whole body was weighing down on me, even though he was propped up on one knee. Digging that knee between my legs, rubbing my cunt through the thin pants I had on. He knew what he was doing and it was driving me crazy! The anticipation was too much. My poor cunt was going to be taken.
He was not kind, I was screaming in pain and pleasure before he had even begun. My juices covering the bedspread that was beneath me. I was in a world of bliss! His hands were so talented, and his cock stretched me open so well. His cock was made for my tight teen pussy! Nobody has ever had me in bliss like that before. Sore and soaking wet, just where I like to be in life. That skill he had I had never found before. I have been wondering when someone like him will come around again…