1. The Life Model 2 : Gary


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: First Time, Voyeur, Author: lyn_hornygirl, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    broad back 'Hmmmm' I thought, 'I actually think I like Jon better!' but I liked the Idea of Gary watching me getting fucked and being jealous. As I said earlier Jonathan had had a few to drink, and as it is with alcohol, he took rather a time to come, probably twenty five minutes or so, groaning loudly as he pumped his sperm deep into me. My pussy clamped so tight onto him he moaned in discomfort. Finally he climbed off me and we hurriedly dressed and left The following week there was a note pushed into my locker, from Gary, asking me to meet him at a flat in Birmingham, on the Saturday afternoon, and it gave the address. Jonathan was always at the football on Saturday afternoons and this particular Saturday it was away up North somewhere. He'd have no interest what I was up to. I didn't respond, I spent the week considering whether to turn up or not. Friday night I was alone in bed and very horny, masturbating a lot. All my fantasies were about Gary, or about three in a bed with Jonathan. By dawn I had resolved to go to Gary. I got the bus into Birmingham, it took forever, and I walked to the address given, and Gary buzzed me in. It was a fantastic flat with fabulous views of the city as the sun went down. Gary didn't say much, he poured me a glass of wine which I guzzled. He came up up behind me and nuzzled my neck. It was electric I have to say. The atmosphere was throughly charged. He reached round and cupped my little breasts. He hadn't even kissed me yet. I turned to ...
    face him and initiated the kiss, our tongues battled. He reached down between my legs and cupped my mound through my tight threadbare jeans. I groaned against his neck. He reached round and squeezed my arse, putting his thigh between my thighs for me to grind against. My groin was hyper charged from my hard little clitoris bedded in it's wet folds, ready for sex constantly for the last ten hours. I reached between us and grabbed his balls, he grunted into my open mouth. He pushed down on my shoulder. I knelt, as bidden, and opened his tight jeans. His cock was just as magnificent as before, but his balls were just a little more relaxed. I fancied I could smell that he'd alreay come, but showered afterwards. I think I was right. Once more I took him just inside my mouth for one of the &#034Lyn licky jobs&#034 I used to do back then. His hand grasped my hair for him to fuck my mouth, but grabbing his balls I took control and he was dissuaded. I took my time in pleasuring the head of his cock with my tongue and lips, seeking out all the most sensitive places. He put his head back and moaned 'Don't fucking COME ' I thought I needn't have worried &#034Enough&#034 he cried and pulled me up from my knees where he promptly stripped me naked in the middle of this lounge which I felt was visible from all over the city centre. The lights were coming up in neighbouring buildings. My underwear on this Saturday evening was not what it had been at the party, that was my very best clobber, but ...
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