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Neighbour(s) part three I moan loudly as I feel his rough fingers<b> rubbing </font></b>my pussy while at the same time he gently sucks on my nipple. In the meantime, I feel him gently caressing me and paying extensive attention to kissing, licking and feeling my breasts. Then I feel him slide his hand into my bikini bottoms. He kneads my buttocks, and I kiss him fervently while I feel with my hand how he is slowly getting hard again... Damn, I want to feel this man inside me so bad, but here on this mini bench that's almost impossible. “Come,” I say, “we're going upstairs.” You look at me horny and give my buttocks a playful slap. “Ladies first,” you say, laughing. I rotate my buttocks extra when I walk in front of you. I have to look, because I can't risk coming into a room with open curtains like that. When we get to the kitchen I feel you throw your arms around me and kiss my neck. Your warm cock pushes hard against my back as you knead my breasts fiercely but firmly. I notice how my horny drips down my legs. I do not give a hoot. On the floor, against the wall, on the kitchen table... I want to feel you inside me. You seem to read my thoughts and push me towards the table. I moan hotly when you turn me around and lift me onto the table. You spread my legs and I can hardly wait. You kiss my neck and I feel you lick your way down. No, I want... Oh god yes.. I feel your tongue licking my pussy, and I moan so loudly that it's a good thing no one is there. You slowly push two of your fingers inside me, while your tongue and lips play with my lips. You curl your fingers and suddenly I'm no longer lying on the kitchen table. I feel waves of pleasure rushing through my body and the only thing that matters are your fingers, lips and tongue. Your hand pushes over my mouth and when I slowly come around a bit, you remove it again. “What… what..” I need a moment to find my words “what was..” He laughs deeply while he now kneads my breasts. “You can scream so loudly… Jesus!” he says as he strokes my pussy. I ask him what he did to me, and he says that he extensively massaged my G-spot. “I didn't know I had that,” I groan. He laughs again, but now he places himself between my legs. I moan expectantly... I can hardly wait until... Goddammit. The telephone. He quickly goes to vociemail, and I want to pull the neighbor towards me, when I suddenly hear my mother tell me that they will be home in fifteen minutes and we are going out for dinner, so I can ask if I can be ready, and why I don't answer my cell phone. “Shit” I shout. Just as he was about to take me... I take a pen and quickly scribble my number on his arm, after which he leaves. I quickly clean up all traces of my adventure, take a secretly quite sexy set from my closet and put on a dress. When I look in the mirror I see that my hair and makeup are a complete disaster. I quickly wipe my face with a wet washcloth, which removes both the makeup and the semen residue. I quickly put on lipstick, but just as I'm pulling a brush through my hair I hear my cell phone. I say I'll be right over and take a look in the mirror. It can get through with it. Then I see how I get a text “Too bad, I would have liked to enjoy you even more... Better luck next time.”  |
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