A tarradiddle about the aftermath of three teenage's escapade, place on a nose candy day from school.

Notice : No one was harmed, fucked, sucked, cream-pied or molested during the writing of this story ! If you do n't like stories about sex then DO N'T learn it.

short letter : this fiction no one was hurt, fucked, sucked or molested during the written material of this story.
Her toes, how sweetly looking they are, with the red polished nails offsetting their negligible stoutness. As she teeters back and forth, raising one foot then the other exposing the hound of her feet, still tender without any sign of the grainy calluses a girl sr. than her may induce.

flowing smoothly into ankles her calves are quite balanced. The muscles are there but undetectable in there uniform elegance. Her knees, only a girl of her age can consume such a refined look to them. But her thighs, they impress, compelling but gracious. She is one of few that need not wear down nylons to hide out any imperfectness. Simply gorgeous is the way to describe her dish from the waistline down.

Those exquisite thigh can only be complimented by the rounded globes protruding outward. I can be assured that the accumulation of muscle and flesh will be the downfall of many boy to come after me as their desire and motivation to kiss the cheeks of her ass.

She stands there, shifting her weight between each groundwork ; legs bed cover, undecided in her thought process. The extended blonde hair gracefully broom across her shoulder still matted from not being combed this good morning only adds to her enchantment. The finespun boob, still sprouting are moderately conical in shape with pinkish-red puffy areolas exaggerated from being manipulated earlier labor out from her dresser like two enticing orbs.

Her brass, rounded with a marginally dumpy nose, enticing to a young person her own age. That's what allured the two of us here earlier this daybreak. The brim, cherry pink from being sucked on. It's astonishing what a pair of delicate backtalk can do on a obtuse small-arm of boy flesh. Below the ingress to her oral fissure is a chin, a Kuki-Chin that one could rest a set of testicles on after some further practice session. The dimples on her cheeks, almost indistinguishable now, only a few arcminute ago I witnessed those dimples as they were pronounced profoundly descending on each cheek into her mouth as she applied suction to our boy substance.

While her posture is wavering the sun is commencing to polish through the window, the pure white snow has ended its earlier frenzy, indecisive on what or where she goes, not a lot of options for her to I out. She could go away to the bathroom, grab the pale scandalmongering panties crumpled on the nightstand, or better yet she could lay her body back down on the full sized bed between the two of us.

I can feel a tingle desire commencing in my lower abdomen although parts of my body are exhausted my judgment says something else. At my young age the temptation is too enormous, but the craving for extended sexual stimulant will determine the result of the counterpoise of this morning.

What's causing this, well her physical structure surely has something to do with it, but it's those thighs, those alluring thigh are tempting me beyond belief. A mere hour ago they were confined around my head, and then my friend had his encircled between them as her body contorted while releasing whispery murmurs. It isn't exactly the conformation or the face of them, more likely the fact that she has them spread allowing a excellent thought of that six column inch rope of viscous cum running down the interior of her left leg as globules continue to cling on the blonde hairs surrounding her inflamed pussy lips as a plenteous amount is still concealed.

This seems almost surreal, here in this day and time that this offspring female child who has been the illusion of numerous young men has submitted to the desire of two of her vicinity friends. If you had asked either of us this morning while the snowstorm was ebbing what the effect of this Friday would be I am sure that the answer would not be the result that have transpired.

Both of us being inexperienced, still watching her indecisiveness, has her thoughts wondering also, neither of us would essay to take anything she didn't privation. She knows there's a huge amount of money of sperm still trapped inside her waiting to issue from her fragile and bloated puss mouth, but would an extra deposit be the wise tactical manoeuvre ? Would there be time ?

My tool is gaining inflexibility ; glancing beside me I see my mate has approximation also, lying back on the pillow his pubic hair moist with end of his ejaculation, his eyes shut tight dreaming about the chance to repeat the preceding chance as he caresses his flabby dick.

We will let her decision be the net word.

Waiting is a cunt.

Maybe a floor that led up to the Aftermath ?




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