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g to Jack that I was mature enough to take care of him, that I was prop

n a very tight space. Plus, the pizza just got here, and I'd picked out a scary movie for us to watch after we eat. I was so excited to be spendi

too frightened to watch it alone," I said, snu

ould see his profile in the dim light and the way his chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Lean

t I was off limits, and I didn't want to push him too hard, at least not yet. There was no denying the hard cock I'd fel

ed my legs under me, rested my head on Jack's shoulder, and pretended to watch the movi

le squeal and scooted myself onto his lap. Burying my

sent shivers straight down my spine and into my pussy. I was so wet, and I worried that I'd be leaving a w

zled in his neck. The smell of him was driving me insane. With one hand, I brought the afghan up so that it fully covered me from the

. Very slowly I snaked a hand down to my aching pussy. There was a large wet spot on my shorts. Ignoring that, I let my fingers dance along my slit, s

me out with that, but it was also pure torture to have him so close but not inside me. I thought about it, though. I thought about me straddling him and his thick cock piercing me, making me a woman. I thought about him cumming deep inside me,

against his cock, trying to grind my pussy against him while I stroked my clit. I was so close t

re was an unmistakable edge to it. Not like he was mad,

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too embarrassed to look at him. "I can

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