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She said he pushed his knee upward, pushing her dress aside and began then began to grind into her now exposed pussy. She said she could feel his hard cock pressing against her wide-open lips, and that she knew if he hadn't had pants on his cock would have easily slipped into her soaked pussy. After a few minutes of play, she told John they should get back to Lacey and me, and that maybe they could continue later on.As Erica replayed the events with John, I began reaching into her dress and tugging on her nipple with one hand, and sliding my other hand up her dress. As I touched her pussy, she separated her legs for me. I lightly touched her now erect clit, and slid my finger down into her soaked opening. I turned her around, slid her dress off one shoulder, and lowered my mouth to her breast. As I began to finger her again, I heard a key in the door. I pulled my finger out of her and stepped away just as the door opened and Lacey and John entered.They looked at us and said, "What. She wasn't wearing anything under it, that I could tell. Her breasts had grown quite a bit, into an a or small b cup. Her nipples were standing out. She sat down on the arm of the recliner, and sort of slid across into my lap, wiggling her slightly plump ass into my crotch, which was starting to respond and demand attention. (it had been quite a while since her mom had shut down on me, at least a year) Gwen wrapped her arm around my neck and laid her head against my shoulder. She reached out wiht her other hand and took my free hand and held it. She looked at me and smiled and said, "you know, I really do love you", then she gave me a soft kiss on the lips. Nothing lingering or erotic, just a short sweet little girl kiss. "I know thing are not good with you and mom, I don't know how to help". I just smiled "Sweety, just knowing you love me helps more than you could imaging", and I kissed her on the forehead. She smiled and wiggled her sexy round ass down into my lap again,.
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It was only after graduation that she confided to Eric about her secret encounters that year. Perhaps she felt the need to escape the academic pressures and tedium of high-school life. Perhaps she wanted to quietly rebel against her parents’ and society’s expectations of her by being provocative. Sometimes she would end up driving to Eric’s house, tapping on his window until he let her into his room. She would lie curled up on his bed while he stayed up writing research papers or scholarship essays. He had no idea where she had been, nor did he care. Eric would sit awake in his desk chair long after he had wrapped up working on his computer to just watch her sleep. Only on a few nights did he dare to sleep next to her, adjusting the errant strands of midnight-black tinged with blue over her face to behind her ear, so he could see her face clearly and trace the curve of her cheeks with his fingertips. I don’t mind spending everyday Out on your corner in the pouring rain Look for the.

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