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Dinner with Rick
Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: crack-crack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
sex?" "Do you think we had sex?" When I didn't answer, she grinned and told me. "He put his hands on me, everywhere, under my dress. He made me cum while we kissed. I loved what he did to me. Was I wrong? Did I go too far?" "You don't..." "Of course not," she assured me. "I love you. I just love sex with him." "So, that was it?" I asked. She smiled at me and moved closer. "Not quite. I put my hands on him too - inside his shirt, and then in his pants, on his penis. I made him moan when he came." She sounded proud of herself. "He said to give this to you, to tell you to..." She opened her purse, now stuffed full of the bra, nylons, and panties she had shed earlier that evening. She removed something, extended her closed hand toward me, then opened it. The wrinkled ball of pink panties unfolded slowly in her outstretched palm. In the center was a pool of semen, caught there as she masturbated him in the car. "...put them on me," she whispered. "Then lets go home." Well, of course I slipped the panties over her shoes and helped her put them on. On the way home she really opened up to me, telling me how turned on she was playing his ... girlfriend, and watching me squirm when he touched her. That, and knowing she was carrying his cum in her panties had me half crazy by the time we pulled into the driveway. She let me undress her. I opened the front of her dress, put my hand inside, played with her nipples, and asked her if that's what Rick did. She said with a smile, "Well, he's my boyfriend, isn't he?" When I peeled the dress off her body, I saw the wet stain on the front of her panties. Jesus, can you imagine her standing there naked except for her used panties, the dark spot clinging to her belly a taunting reminder that they had shared orgasms that night, before he gave her back to me? She was so damn beautiful. A spot of her pubic hair was matted with his cum when we made love, a cool, sticky reminder that part of him remained there between us. She pretended I was Rick when we fucked, calling his name, begging him to, "Please cum in me..." I watched her face as she closed her eyes and imagined it was Rick deep inside her. When she came, it was like she was possessed - the long, uninterrupted moan eerie proof that in her head, Rick was really there unloading inside her, just as she wished he had for the second time that night.