The Neighbors Want To Hear {lesbian couple}
Another Tuesday in.
Another wonderful, pussy wetting Tuesday in.
I walked into the living room, and my girlfriend was already naked and waiting for me. She sat up and opened her legs before reaching out with the remote to turn off the tv and patting the spot in front of her for me to take a seat.
Taylor reached out with both of her hands when I was closer to grab the bottom end of my polo dress. I didn’t bother wearing a bra or panties. I never do when I get home. It just takes that much longer for the sexy times to start, and frankly, I hate wearing them.
As I sink down into my designated seat, she pulls the dress up my body and over my head to toss it aside before leaning her body closer to mine. Taylor kissed my neck in appreciation before she started to rub my nipples with one hand and my pussy with the other. She knew the right amount of pressure to use when rubbing my clit.
I held her waist as I kissed my way across her face to arrive at her lips. We kissed and moaned as our hands played with each other’s body. I didn’t try to be quiet when I rested my chin on her shoulder and cried out on my way to my first orgasm. All our neighbors have already heard us and said that it gets them in the mood, so we shouldn’t stop or keep it down on their behalf.
As Taylor lets me rest, I moved my fingers to what they were doing before my mind was utterly sidetracked. My right hand made it’s way back to the toy I was playing with behind her while the fingers of my left hand slid easily into her hot box. I pushed in until my curved fingers found her spot and rocked into it as my fingertips danced across the surface. The toy I drove in and pulled out of her at an increasing pace until her climaxing cries gave me an audible maker to reach for if not beat.
By the time Taylor was working me over with her newest girl cock, I swear I heard two different couples through our walls.
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So, I started to write this I don't remember when, but it was sitting in my draft folder over at Tumblr. I either already got rid of the pic that gave me idea for the story, or I acctually didn't have one.
So I finished it today. I know, it's not that long, but I'm tired and I wanted to get one thing written up. I haven't been on line or I haven't checked my mail in ages so I had over a hundred to clean out and look through.
Now I'm going to bed. Hope you like this little bit.
Another wonderful, pussy wetting Tuesday in.
I walked into the living room, and my girlfriend was already naked and waiting for me. She sat up and opened her legs before reaching out with the remote to turn off the tv and patting the spot in front of her for me to take a seat.
Taylor reached out with both of her hands when I was closer to grab the bottom end of my polo dress. I didn’t bother wearing a bra or panties. I never do when I get home. It just takes that much longer for the sexy times to start, and frankly, I hate wearing them.
As I sink down into my designated seat, she pulls the dress up my body and over my head to toss it aside before leaning her body closer to mine. Taylor kissed my neck in appreciation before she started to rub my nipples with one hand and my pussy with the other. She knew the right amount of pressure to use when rubbing my clit.
I held her waist as I kissed my way across her face to arrive at her lips. We kissed and moaned as our hands played with each other’s body. I didn’t try to be quiet when I rested my chin on her shoulder and cried out on my way to my first orgasm. All our neighbors have already heard us and said that it gets them in the mood, so we shouldn’t stop or keep it down on their behalf.
As Taylor lets me rest, I moved my fingers to what they were doing before my mind was utterly sidetracked. My right hand made it’s way back to the toy I was playing with behind her while the fingers of my left hand slid easily into her hot box. I pushed in until my curved fingers found her spot and rocked into it as my fingertips danced across the surface. The toy I drove in and pulled out of her at an increasing pace until her climaxing cries gave me an audible maker to reach for if not beat.
By the time Taylor was working me over with her newest girl cock, I swear I heard two different couples through our walls.
===
So, I started to write this I don't remember when, but it was sitting in my draft folder over at Tumblr. I either already got rid of the pic that gave me idea for the story, or I acctually didn't have one.
So I finished it today. I know, it's not that long, but I'm tired and I wanted to get one thing written up. I haven't been on line or I haven't checked my mail in ages so I had over a hundred to clean out and look through.
Now I'm going to bed. Hope you like this little bit.
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