She held the cup out to me and I took it while she sucked the cock dry. She only let go when it shrunk away from her. She barely spilled a drop. She told me to drink up. I looked at her in horror before telling her I wouldn't even consider it. She told me that that only meant more for her. She emptied the cup in seconds. She said it tasted much better than she thought it would. She wondered out loud about how many times a day he could do that. I told her I had no idea but if he was like a man. A good homely girl with gold standard values. The complete opposite to what I had previouslyThen came the day we met. And my world turned on its head.I had dreamt of meeting her off the train and spinning Ria around before sinking into a passionate kiss - like the movies.But it didn't happen.Now, only realising upon reflection, after waiting for so long to meet for the first time we had both built up this perfect image of each other which was impossible to live up to.So when we met at the train. All she said was she had gotten to a phone booth in front of a closed store on a road in the middle of no-where. When a car pulled up and a man had gotten out going to the building.“It’s closed,” her Mother had called out. The two talked a moment and the Man asked if she needed a ride. Her Mother glanced at the payphone she’d been about to use. Did it work? Would her call get through? Would someone come to get her? How many hours before they arrived? Too many and too many question and she. It wasn’t easy to enter her. She was quite tight. After a few attempts, however, she managed to get my cock head inside her, and within a few moments she eased down slowly until she was firmly seated, the entire length of my shaft inside her. “You’re big!” she gasped. “You’re small!” I replied. We laughed and stayed like that for a short while, until she felt comfortable. Sandy then moved up and down, gaining momentum as our sexes glided together. I could feel every ridge inside her as she.
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