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A Polaroid of Kristina, part 6
Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Author: oceanrunner1974, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
teenaged boy, I was used to those. It was a bit of a comical struggle to get me back in my pants, though. She flowed to her feet and kissed me again. Her hand once more found my penis and gave it a squeeze. Emboldened, I reached into her robe and gently tweaked her right nipple, which was hard and erect. She yelped in surprise and then kissed me deeper. “I would keep you here all day and all night if I could, Michael, but you have to go.” I knew she was right, and with a final kiss, I left her apartment. My erection subsided quickly as I waited for the elevator to go back to my apartment. I was relieved to find that no one else was home, and I quickly started to change into shorts and a t-shirt, clothes that would not raise questions with my family. As I stood in my room in just my boxers, on my way to my dresser for shorts, the phone rang. I started towards it before realizing that it had only rung once. I waited. It rang again. Twice. It rang once more, and this time I answered it. As expected, it was Kristina. Her voice was strange, and she asked, huskily, “Our signal worked? You are still alone?” “Yes, for maybe a few minutes,” I answered. She went on, “I wanted to apologize once more for leaving you aroused and unsatisfied on your way out. I should never have done that.” “I wasn’t unsatisf--” She interrupted me by saying, “If it is any consolation, I am in a state of almost unbearable frustration.” Her voice was a low whisper, and her breath was coming quickly. “Do you ...