I had no clue what she was about to do, but I was going to do whatever she wanted me to. She stood up onto the bed and straddled me, it was the first ...ime I noticed her smooth vulva.The mattress sank with every step she made until she was standing right above me face. She lowered and I watched as her freshly waxed lips approached. I smelled her intoxicating aroma just moments before my tongue slithered inside her.Her hands held the back of my head as she twisted her slim hips around on my face.. Michael was a serious student and for the two years before I got to the high school, he had certificates for perfect attendance. He saw how excited I was to do it, so he smiled, shook his head and we stayed on the train to the end of the line – Coney Island. I don’t have to go to Coney to remember those smells. Before you were out of the station it was on you: cotton candy, watermelon and the fine sand in the air from the beach, Nathan’s hot dogs, mustard and fried potatoes. It smelled. It was obvious by the expression on the woman's face, that she was indeed hearing these thoughts inside her own head, though not necessarily in his own words or speech, but more like her own. Thoughts that she now must have been struggling with in hearing, thinking to herself, wondering why she was having them why she was thinking the things that she was without any real reason for doing so."It's been a long time since you've even been with a man," Jared thought, "And at the moment, the thought. Kristin had an aching, a deep throbbing yearning for release. And it was growing, with each touch, with each thought, with each sensation, the ache was growing. She needed a release, desperately. She was becoming more emblazoned with each passing moment. Running a hand over her own breast, down her stomach. Pushing her mound against her case. At Euston station she gave up. She took one long look at the source of her torture and left the train, swallowed by the throng of people mulling about.
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