1. My First b**st


    Date: 7/2/2017, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Sex Humor, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    open bedroom door. There on the bed, was Scott, on his back, with his long cock plowing the lunging pussy of downstairs neighbor, Cindi Coleman, the fifteen year-old cheerleading daughter of the bible-beating Sarah Coleman, whom you couldn’t even exchange pleasantries with, without hearing how marvelous the kingdom of God was, and how it was only through Jesus that we could be saved. I got more of it than most, since I was living in sin with Scott, but Sarah was ready to come out with both barrels blazing, to anyone who would listen. I stood there at the doorway for a few seconds, taking in the scene. I noticed that Cindi was attacking my roommate with a passion I hadn’t known for years if ever. I noticed that Scott was moaning the same phrases he did with me, simply substituting her name for mine. I noticed I was outraged that Scott was fucking a little girl, and that beyond that, I really didn’t feel any emotion. Strangely, I didn’t feel betrayed at all.. The door to the bedroom opened to the side of the bed, and both of them had their eyes closed, so I was able to get a good long look. I silently took my Iphone out, and snapped a photo of them which explained it all. At the flash, four eyes snapped open, and Cindi’s face was frozen in fear. Scott immediately rolled her roughly off of him, and said, “it doesn’t mean a thing, Pam. She talked me into it. Blah, blah, blah.” I was watching Cindi, and her face quickly went from fear to profound sadness. “You told me you loved ...
    me,” she sputtered between sobs. “You told me we were going away together.” She sat on the bed sobbing, hoping, she later told me, that I didn’t kill her, and at the same time, hoping I did. “Get your clothes on, and get cleaned up a bit, sweetheart. Come on; you can use the bathroom,” I told her as I led her in. Scott followed us, and started professing his love for me, telling me that he was sorry, and that he was weak, and that he realized I was upset, but we could get past this, blah, blah, blah. Please give us a few minutes, I told Scott and closed the door. I said to Cindi, “honey, this is not your fault. This is Scott’s fault. He is a bad man, and I’m sorry I didn’t kick him out before he did this to you. Don’t worry: I’m not going to tell your mother. If there is anything I can do for you, please let me know. And please, let’s us have a talk in the next couple of days” “You’re not mad at me?” she asked. “I’m mad, but not at you, sweetheart,” I said. Take your time, and go ahead home when you feel up to it.” I went back into the living room and sat back down without a word, as Scott resumed his silver tongued entreatment. I sat silently until Cindi came out of the bedroom and glared at Scott as she thanked me and let herself out. When she had gone, I looked at Scott and said, “I’m going out for a couple of hours. When I return you and all of your things will be gone, and you won’t come back.” “You can’t do that,” he said. “You have to give me notice and at least two ...
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