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Falling for His Lordship's daughter

Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Young, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 86.3, Source: sexstories.com

agreed. “How did you get glue in your hair?” “It’s spunk you moron!” she replied. I gasped. “Close your mouth you look like a beached Pilchard,” she added unnecessarily. “Katherine, if you have been raped you should speak to the Police before you get cleaned up,” I suggested. “Oh just butt out can’t you.”she snapped. “Ok,” I agreed as she brushed past me. I felt her warm flesh against me. “I’m sorry, I’ll leave you to it.” I tried to get past her towards the door. “Show me how to use the shower first,” she asked. “Uh, tap for pressure. Left for cold. Right for hot,” I explained in embarrassment. “Get my bag from the boot of the car, it should have some conditioner in it,” she ordered. It was a relief to get away from her. I opened her car again. I found her bag. Her party dress was beside it all torn and smeared with glue. Or something. Her silver party shoes had one heel torn off. There was a tiny pair of ruined black panties. And a silver foil wrap. I took the bag in, “Give me a hand the shower head keeps slipping,” she ordered. I stepped in and obediently held the shower head as she lathered herself seductively. I think she enjoyed the attention. “You are a big boy aren’t you?" she laughed. My penis was sticking out of my pyjamas again. I tried to stuff it back in but it was hopeless. She grinned as she worked some conditioner into her hair. She tugged her hairbrush through it. She looked guiltily at the stray hairs she pulled loose. “Are you absolutely sure you are all ... right?” I asked. “You could dry my back,” she said with a smile. I took a towel and started to dry her back, “Ummmm.” she said as she coyly looked over her shoulder at me. My penis had stiffened again. I looked down. She was tickling my balls. “How big does it get?” she asked. “Do you know I keep forgetting to measure it,” I explained. I had to find another towel. My hair dryer lead wouldn’t reach the bathroom so she sat on my bed. I dried her feet. She liked that. Then she started fingering herself. “I have an itch,” she explained. “Oh,” I said. “Where? She sighed. “Where do you think when I’ve just been fucked by a dozen doped up Aggies.” “You really should report it,” I insisted. “What do you mean Aggies?” “Hooray Henries from that damned college of yours, how else do you think I can afford coke?” she asked. “Close your mouth you look like a stranded.” “Pilchard?” I ventured. “Whale,” she laughed, “It’s not funny!” “No,” I agreed, “It looks sore.” “Hey!” she snapped. “Stop perving at me.” “I have some Lube or Jelly somewhere,” I said. “What are you going to do, smear it on your cock and push it up inside me?” she asked rhetorically. “No, but if it helps?” I replied. “You’ll smear Lube on your cock and push it up inside me. How thoughtful. How kind.” she sneered. She looked me right in the eye and said. “Actually this itch is driving me mad, go for it.” “I don’t have any condoms,” I apologised. “Oh it gets better,” she said, “A soothing burst of creamy spunk!” she eye-balled ...