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He smiles as he starts kissing me. I feel happiness rising within me once again, but this time I realise why. Milan is smiling when kissing me, which you can feel even when you can't see it. It's that smile pressing against my lips telling me he is having a good time. All this while he is still rubbing. For the first time, Milan doesn't start by unbuttoning my pants. Instead, he takes off my shirt. He kisses my nipples and then moves back up to continue our extensive kissing. "I blonde want to feel you inside me, cutie." "Can't do that with my clothes still on," I say and I pull down my trousers and underwear all at once. I jump out of it and continue our kiss, this time with my hard dick out in the open. Milan absentmindedly strokes me. We keep on kissing and I know it wouldn't take me long to reach my maximum with him just handjob jerking me off. That would destroy all the fun, of course. He is still wearing all his clothes and the moment I look in his eyes, I realise he isn't going to take them off himself. He wants me to undress him. I pull away a little, only to get him to stop masturbating me and I carefully starts dragging his shirt over his head. When his head reappears, he is smiling again. It's a face full of proudness, which makes me feel silly. Why would he be proud of me pulling off his shirt? I quietly start taking his belt. Milan kisses me again as I pull down his pants. I can't bow down to completely remove them as that would break the kiss, but I can free his dick as well. We are still kissing and the boy went back to rubbing me. Every once in a while I can feel our penises touch each other. I wonder whether that's accidental or not. Milan stops jerking. He blowjob continues the kiss. His masturbation left babe hand reached for my right hand. He grabs it, guides my hand to his body and puts it on his thigh. He gently moves it upwards until it's touching his dick. I freeze at the warm feeling. “John, do you like being in the call center?” I ask. I made my way up blowjob the beach again. “Its called a cum fest”. “You are a slut!” “even that boy!” “… We don’t get along with his family, blonde how could you?!” “in a class full of students? I placed the tip of my cock to the entrance of her hole and ever so slowly pushed the tip inside it. Manjula gaped at the giant sculpture of flying birds in the masturbation Eaton Centre. Jessica then leans back all the way unto her handjob back. “This is your home.” She couldn`t answer those questions, but she knew that what she had done so far was just the start, and she felt an almost unbearable desire to take things a step further. She pulled off her tank top, slowly and seductively, not letting me she her tits. It tasted strange and babe then I realized I was tasting myself. She roused enough to tell me “Okay, the other foot” then lifted her leg from my hands and rolled to her stomach so the other was available for my attention. He could feel her tense up before relaxing completely and kissing all the more passionately. And so we both drifted to sleep after a weird day that definitely changed the course of our friendship. Now years later, with her new found fascination for crudity, the same Dan began to look quite appealing and desirable.