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I watched her as she came closer, I noticed she had a clear makeup of red lipsticks, with rosy brownish full cheeks. Her big breasts swayed as she wal...ed, Oh you got a sexy body slut!! She passed under my window, for the first time I felt hot and got a hard on.I locked my room quietly, and laid in bed and started thinking of her naked, being fucked by the bastard. I started jerking my throbbing cock, I never felt so horny and such a raging hard on that my cock was aching. I cum off in seconds. As her finger trailed the hard lines of his body, she noticed his cock slowly stiffen. Apparently, she was doing something right. She trailed her finger back up his legs, lightly rubbing the pad of her index finger along his cock as she continued up to his chest. She stood beside the bed and starting stripping as he watched. Slowly she lifted the hem of her t-shirt and slipped it off her body. Next, she undid the button of her shorts, pushed them off her ass, and let them fall to the ground. These were the type of tales he preferred late at night while in deep in his cups before stumbling off to bed to terrorize his lovely young bride. I was glad I only had to attend his elder Majesty twice a year now."Very well, a tale of wonder it shall be, and if mine host will refill my goblet (story telling is such a thirsty work) and bring me another slice of his mistresses most excellent apple tart I shall be most happy to begin."Both requests were soon granted and after a brief pause for. That was the way it stayed until fall break that year. As I say, my siblings had all gone, so for most of the 2 weeks I was alone most days with Susannah. I was always looking for opportunities to see her coming out the bathroom wrapped in a towel, hoping for a glimpse of her sandy pubic hair or puffy pink nipple. Most mornings I would wait until she went into the bathroom before going to her room to find her discarded panties, and bring them back to my room for a surreptitious wank whilst.
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