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Hot Blog: TEEN BAD GIRLS was still far from over. He gently pulled out of me and I looked up at him disappointed again. I never wanted this to end. It was too perfect. He smiled at me covered in sweat, breathing as heavy as I was and got back on the bed, laying parallel to me, but higher up. "Scoot up here," he said with a smile still on his face. I was his slave. He could have asked me to swing from the ceiling fan and have sex with him at the same time, in a Home Depot, during open hours... The busy time of day, I'd do it.
I scooted up next to him, facing him with my head propped up on my elbow. "What's on your mind?" I asked playfully. He smiled and said, "You," in the sweetest way as he leaned forward to kiss me again. I wanted more, I wanted all I could get from this man. His lips moved from mine to my neck again, then up to my earlobe and lightly tickled it. "Roll onto your other side," he whispered.
I rolled over and he kissed my neck. His right arm wrapped over me and and lightly played with my breasts. He pulled me closer to him and took his hand away from my breasts, placing it behind him, positioning himself to enter again. What is it with spoon and making it harder to penetrate? He pressed gently at first, then a little harder and a little harder until it seemed to 'pop' inside of me. My vaginal muscles instantly clenched around him as an instant orgasm sent my voice box into chaotic ramblings for more.
