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Fucking my S*s

Date: 4/7/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: jacobjancsurak, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

she waited for the reaction she knew she was going to get from me, not all that confident as to what kind of reaction it would be. "Why'd you do that?" I asked. "So we could see. Do you want me to turn it back off?" "No, I think I like being able to see right now." I got a shy smile out of Monica and I reached out to place my hand on her leg. I ran my fingers over her hip and up to her stomach, tracing the soft curves of her body. "You mean that?" she said. "Yeah, I do. I don't know how it took me so long to figure out you grew up. You're not just a little girl anymore." "I know, I got boobies and everything. You were always being too much of a b*****r to notice." "Sorry. I'm noticing now though." "You'd kind of have to." She had a point; it didn't matter who it was, if they were topless and as close as she was I would notice. It was different with her though. My thoughts went back to when we'd kissed and combined with the current image she presented I was having to reevaluate my opinion of her quite significantly. It was impossible to continue thinking of her in a completely platonic way when she was invoking feelings in me that a little s****r simply shouldn't be capable of. As I was focusing on Monica's chest, she had been eyeing the rather prominent tent in my shorts that was no longer hidden by my blanket. She reached toward it, then stopped herself part way. "Can I?" she asked. I nodded affirmatively and she leaned over me again and slowly pulled the waistband of my ... shorts over my erection until it sprang free. Her eyes widened as it came into view as though it was somehow not what she expected. Whatever the case she repositioned herself straddling one of my legs and resumed stroking my cock. As she settled in above me she lowered herself until she was very nearly sitting on my leg. This had the effect of putting her pussy in contact with me and gradually she started rubbing against me. I had no idea if that had been a conscious decision or if she was just going with it. Monica's panties became noticeably damp as the minutes passed, but I questioned whether it was going to be enough to get her off. It seemed like she wasn't really committing enough to satisfy either herself or me and was still kind of hesitant about the whole thing. Not that I could blame her. "I don't think this is going to work," I said. "I know, but I can't... I don't want to make it too weird." "It's a little late for that, just do what you have to." She nodded and tentatively shifted her body so that her knees were on either side of my hips. Her panties were so close to my cock, and when she moved just a little I felt the material brush against me. "Is this okay?" she asked. "I'd have a hard time saying no to anything at this point." "Yeah, but...." Monica trailed off as she pressed her crotch firmly against mine and for a few moments neither of us could speak. The feeling of her grinding gently on my cock was way more intense than anything up until now and didn't ...