I held it inside her for a moment, me up on my arms, looking for good leverage to drive into her and Elizabeth's mouth open in a big “O” and then ... wicked grin and pulled back as I began to thrust. I didn't hurry. I never hurry. I fucked Elizabeth in long slow strokes, setting rhythm out of an Elgar composition, a stately pace of long deep thrusts, all the way in, only the top left in inside. With each time I sank deep I felt the base rubbing on my clit, making me wet, making my cunt tingle.. Neither her, or my, parents even remotely suspected our activity. Around the house we acted like brother and sister, or best friends. A couple of times when we went out, her dad let us use his car when my family took ours somewhere. He once made a comment: " What the hell did you do to get her ino a dress?" However, our sexual encounters were carefully well kept secrets. I escorted her to the senior prom. She did get attention from our friends in the prom dress her mother sewed. She was more. She jacked his cock for the better part of a minute, then she too paused, anxious to get his finger moving again. Sure enough, once her hand stopped, he resumed his probing of her cunt.In the stuffy darkness of the theater, they masturbated each other, rubbing up and down on their sex parts as if they were lovers of long standing. They never looked at each other, but kept their eyes glued to the screen. Only the soft sounds of wet, jerking flesh betrayed what was going on.At one point Vickie. He reached the top of her leg and ever so gently brushed the ends of the hairs on her neatly trimmed bush. He felt her body react instantly and noticed the glistening between her legs showing she was as turned on as he was. Working his way up her leg had caused his prick to come up out of her throat. He leant forward to give her a quick kiss on the wet swollen lips of her mons. As he did so his prick went straight to the back of her mouth and down into her throat. As his lips touched her wet.
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