1. Stacy 5


    Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    young girl. But she had a wonderfully depraved mind. And it was in the process of showing me how true that was too. Sighing wonderfully, Stacy arched her pubescent body away from the wood of the door until only the back of her shoulders touched it and she formed an erotic bow. Slowly, languidly, knowing it would hold my eyes like a magnet, she reached up her right hand and very lightly drew circles over her upper chest. She didn't focus on her budding breasts, just covered the whole area. "Tell me I'm beautiful, Jack." "You know that already, Stace." "More beautiful than your other girls?" I frowned, but kept watching her hand as she absently used just her middle finger to rub a quick spiral around her baby breasts and over her nipple. I loved how long the stiff little nubs looked on those tiny mounds. "Come and lie down, s*s." She shook her head and let her hand slide down her arched body to her flat belly. Sliding off the black cotton of her tee shirt, it slid onto taut flesh and she caressed herself. With definite precision, she poked her little tongue out and moistened her red lips as she gave a gentle moan. Her narrow hips rolled and she seemed to squeeze her thighs together. "I'm so horny too, Jack. My pussy feels like it's melting. It's all hot and wet, tingling with anticipation. My nipples are hard and aching, Jack. I know I shouldn't, but all I can think about is your cock. My b*****r's cock. I want to see it, to hold its hot thickness in my hand, to sink it up my ...
    tight cunt." Her eyes flicked from my hard dick up to mine and she smiled. "My mouth waters when I remember what it tastes like, how if felt on my tongue." "Jesus, Stacy..." Her hand dropped lower, skimming over the hairless swelling of her mons. With a little pluck, her fingers pinched at her inner lips and pulled one. Again, she let out a little moan and her hips swivelled. I watched transfixed as she dipped her middle finger into the slit and drew it up, separating the fleshy lips as she sought her clit. When she reached the tiny hood that concealed her button, her hand flattened and cupped it, then quickly curled again to draw circles around and around it. With a motion like a wave, her hand flowed flat and arched, flat and arched against the tiny bud. "Oh, mmmmhhhhh," she sighed, closing her eyes and smearing her wetness over her sex. Already it was glistening from her arousal. "I brought you something, b*****r," she said eventually, seeming to remember I was there. "What?" I asked, weakly. My hand was working at my cock to ease its urgent throbbing. "These." She raised her left hand and for the first time I noticed she held something balled in her fist. It was a scrunched up pair of panties. My baby s****r smiled at me. "Don't you think they are just the cutest?" Carefully, she stretched out the waistband of them so that they hung straight as she showed them to me. They were pale blue cotton panties, with just a narrow trim of white elastic around the edges. Right in the ...
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