Then he started to go lower and started to play with my clit over my short shorts.He got up and got really close against me and slipped his hands into my shorts and started playing with my cunt. I did my best to keep quiet, for we were still out in the front of the house.
I am a gusher and I completely soaked every towel in the room. He began to move from side to side, while I squealed with joyful pain.
I came at least 7 times that day and every time was better and more intense than the time before. The next day he told me he wasn't leaving his wife after all and I quit seeing him. My boyfriend and I had been together for about two months. He pushed me on my back on his bed and I felt through his pants and started rubbing his cock. He took off my shirt and rubbed my tits through my bra. We've been having fucking each other almost every day ever since.
He then slipped one finger in my wet pussy and it felt so good. He then slipped two fingers in and kept going faster and harder. We went inside my bedroom when my family was asleep.
We started stripping our clothes off and he started to finger me again.
We had kissed each other, but one day I told him I wanted to have sex with him. When I had my first fingering, I was fresh out of high school and had just met the man who became my husband.
He was a few years older than me but still a virgin and I was his first girlfriend. It was two weeks after we started dating that he wanted to fuck me. He came by one night and we were out in the front of my parents house. He slipped his hand underneath my shirt and starting playing with my swollen nipples. He lowered himself down and starting sucking on them.
While we were in that position, he did me from behind and came inside of me within moments.
From every direction I could hear people, and Im sure they knew what was going on due to all the moaning and groaning.
We were feeling rather horny from the night before but had fallen asleep then.
My boyfriend asked me to turn around so he could check my ass out in the black and white dress, and as I did he bent me over so I was facing the curtain-like door and holding it at each side to stop people from seeing in.
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