A story about the aftermath of three teenaged's escapades, home base on a snow 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 write up about sex then DO N'T scan it.

Note : this fabrication no one was hurt, fucked, sucked or molested during the piece of writing of this story.
Her toes, how cherubic looking they are, with the red polished nails offsetting their negligible overweight. As she teeters back and forth, raising one foot then the other exposing the heel of her feet, still tender without any polarity of the grainy calluses a girl older than her may have.

flow smoothly into ankles her calf are quite balanced. The muscles are there but undetectable in there uniform elegance. Her stifle, only a girl of her age can have such a complicate face to them. But her thighs, they impress, compelling but gracious. She is one of few that need not wear nylons to hide any imperfection. Simply gorgeous is the way to describe her beauty from the waist 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 son to come in after me as their desire and demand to kiss the cheeks of her ass.

She stands there, shifting her weight between each pes ; legs spread, undecided in her thoughts. The protracted blonde hair gracefully sweeping across her shoulders still matted from not being combed this first light only adds to her spell. The finespun breast, still sprouting are moderately conic in shape with pinkish-red puffy areolas exaggerated from being manipulated earlier project out from her chest like two enticing orb.

Her face, rounded with a marginally podgy nose, enticing to a new person her own age. That's what allured the two of us here earlier this morning. The lips, cherry pink from being sucked on. It's astonishing what a pair of ticklish lips can do on a dull firearm of boy flesh. Below the entrance to her sassing is a chin, a Chin that one could rest a set of testicle on after some foster recitation. The dimpled chad on her cheeks, almost identical now, only a few moment ago I witnessed those dimple as they were pronounced profoundly descending on each buttock into her backtalk as she applied suction to our boy nub.

While her position is wavering the sun is commencing to smooth through the windowpane, the pure white Charles Percy Snow has ended its earlier fury, indecisive on what or where she goes, not a lot of options for her to single out. She could depart to the bathroom, grab the picket yellow panties crumpled on the nightstand, or better yet she could lay her organic structure back down on the total sized bed between the two of us.

I can feel a tingling desire commencing in my lour abdomen although division of my body are exhausted my mind says something else. At my young age the temptation is too enormous, but the craving for extended intimate foreplay will determine the final result of the balance of this morning.

What's causing this, well her consistence surely has something to do with it, but it's those second joint, those alluring thigh are tempting me beyond impression. A simple hr ago they were confined around my drumhead, and then my friend had his encircled between them as her body contorted while releasing whispery murmurs. It isn't exactly the anatomy or the look of them, more belike the fact that she has them spread allowing a fantabulous view of that six in rope of gluey cum running down the inside of her entrust leg as globules continue to cling on the blond hairs surrounding her fire up pussy lips as a copious amount is still concealed.

This seems almost surreal, here in this day and time that this untested girl who has been the fantasy of legion Whitney Young men has submitted to the desire of two of her neighborhood friends. If you had asked either of us this morning while the snowstorm was ebbing what the outcome of this Friday would be I am sure as shooting that the answer would not be the results that have transpired.

Both of us being inexperienced, still watching her indecisiveness, has her intellection wondering also, neither of us would attempt to exact anything she didn't want. She knows there's a vast amount of spermatozoon still trapped inside her waiting to exit from her fragile and bloated pussy lips, but would an extra deposit be the wise maneuver ? Would there be time ?

My dick is gaining rigidity ; glancing beside me I see my partner has thought also, lying back on the pillow his pubic hair's-breadth moist with remnants of his ejaculation, his eyes shut tight dreaming about the chance to duplicate the preceding chance as he caresses his diffused dick.

We will let her decision be the final examination word.

Waiting is a bitch.

Maybe a report that led up to the backwash ?




Pay no attention to the pursuit, it 's only to stool the five 1000 characters count that is the necessary to get posted..

Mary had a slight Lamb it 's sheepskin was white as snow, and every time she wagged her buns you could see her short arse .