1. The Flower Girl


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 83, Source: xHamster

    protector. The towel was on the floor at her feet, forgotten, and Brian had the finest view of the young girl's ass, small but delightfully round, its pale color perfectly visible though the minimal fabric of her tiny lace panties. &#034Oh, sorry,&#034 he said, again a bit too late to prevent him from seeing what he wanted to see. She'd extracted the dress from the plastic now and stood and turned towards him. &#034It's OK!&#034 she said. &#034I don't mind!&#034 Clearly she didn't, she just let him look at her naked chest before holding the dress up in front of her. &#034See! Isn't it beautiful?&#034 she asked, looking down at her dress and smoothing it with her hand. &#034Oh it really is!&#034 &#034Yeah?&#034 He stepped towards her, two, three strides until he was right in front of her. He reached out and took the dress from her hands, turning it and unzipping the back. &#034You want to put it on?&#034 he asked her. She nodded. As he lifted the dress over her, he stared as long as he could at her beautiful nipples, little pink sugar plums. Oh my god he was in love. As the dress came down over her, she lifted her arms in the air, and this caused her to momentarily lose her balance. She stepped back, her bare foot landing right on a shoe. He reached out to catch her before she fell any further, and she collapsed into him. They stood there for a moment, holding each other. She giggled, then pressed herself into him, then giggled some more. &#034Millie...&#034 He managed to ...
    say, not entirely sure how he would finish the sentence. He knew he was hard, the unsurprising result of staring at her bare chest, and he knew she could feel it. He knew she knew. She looked up at him and giggled nervously again, her eyes going a little wide. She had her arms around his hips, her hands crossed behind him, on his bum. He had his hands on her shoulders and he slid then down onto her bare back. He suddenly found himself regretting that he hadn't closed the door to the room. He looked around and noticed that this room had a bathroom of its own. &#034Millie,&#034 he said again. &#034Will you come with me? To the bathroom?&#034 She was still looking up at him with those wide dark eyes. She nodded. He locked the door behind them. She leaned back against the sink. The thin straps of her still-unzipped dress had slid down her arms and the dress was falling away from her chest. She didn't seem to care at all. He walked to her, took her face in his hands. Her soft olive cheeks, round and beautiful and blushing. He leaned down to her and they kissed. While they kissed he slipped her shoulder straps further down her arms and the dress fell down below her chest and her nipples were exposed again. Then he touched them, softly stroking them, teasing and tickling with his fingers, finding her little nubs and catching them between his thumb and finger and squeezing them. Then he reached a hand down to his crotch, unzipped his pants, and fished his cock out. He took her hand and ...
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