Favorite Blog: TEENY BOPPER CLUB TEENYBOPPERCLUB.COM let out a loud groan as I forced into her, thrusting deep. I wasnˇ¦t playing any games here, I needed to fuck her and I needed to cum and that was all that was on my mind. She stretched back, her hands holding tight on to the rail, thrusting her arse hard against me as I pounded into her. My fingers bit into her pale skin. My cock slid in and out of her, purple and angry and desperate. Then, at the final slap of flesh upon flesh I felt my cock explode inside her. I held myself against her now as it twitched and shot its hot seed within. She gripped me now, using her muscles to milk the last drops from me.
I finally pulled myself free and put myself away and zipped my trousers up again.
ˇ§So soon?ˇ¨ she said, turning. Her face was deeply flushed and her eyes had a hard, cruel look in them. ˇ§My big boy all ready to go?ˇ¨
She strode past me into the apartment, slipping off clothes as she did so. Once inside she turned to me again. She was dressed only in her stockings and suspender belt and her sharp high heels. She stood on the glass coffee table, spilling a glass of flowers as she did so. The water trickled from the glass and created a dark puddle on the pale carpet. She stood, legs apart, looking at herself in the large gilt-edged mirror.
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