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The Woman Next Door

Date: 8/20/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Mature, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Bill and Rose were sitting watching television. Rose sat on the floor between Bill's legs; Bill's hands were mechanically stroking and lifting Rose's large tits making her smile and squirm, pushing her back against his cock. That didn't seem to be having any effect on Bill. But it did have on Barry, the little boy from next door, who was spending the night with Bill and Rose. He was supposed to be watching the television but was taking sly, furtive glances at what Bill was doing to Rose's tits. His little boy cock had grown hard, pushing against the inside of his trousers. He covered the bump with his hand. He caught Rose's eye. She smiled at him with a strange look in her eye. Eventually Barry said he was tired and would go to bed. 'You'll look after Rose when I go out on night duty, Barry?' Barry smiled and went off to bed to wank himself off, imagining himself gripping Rose's big, juicy tits, sucking her large erect nipples and thrusting his hard little cock into her big, wet cunt. The next thing Barry remembered was the sound of the outside door banging and Bill's car driving off. A few minutes later he heard the doorknob of his room turning, the light going on, and Rose coming towards him. She was pulling a white toweling dressing gown around her. 'Are you sl**ping, Barry?' 'No.' 'Why is that?' 'I don't know.' 'You're not too excited, are you?' 'No.' 'You don't have to pretend to me, Barry. I saw you watching Mr. Shanks playing with these.' She lifted up her tits and ... ran her hands under them, looking at him with her lips parted. She smiled at him. 'I saw the little bulge in your trousers, Barry, and the way you were looking at me. You are a naughty little boy.' 'I don't know what you mean,' he said, his voice quavering. 'But I think you do.' She sat on the bed, her dressing gown slipping open exposing her naked leg and opening enough at the front for him to see most of her large, white tits. 'I think you went off to play with yourself thinking about me.' She opened her dressing gown fully exposing her tits. 'Especially these? Am I right?' 'No.' Again his voice quavered. 'Let me see.' She slipped her hand under the duvet and moved it around. Barry lay rigid, unable to move. Her hand found his thigh, began to stroke it, backwards and forwards, moving slowly up his leg. Her hand brushed against his cock sending an electric shock through him. 'Ah, there it is. Not very excited now, is it? I think it needs a little comforting.' She slipped her hand inside the front of his pajamas and took his limp cock between her fingers. She squeezed it gently and began to rub the top of it in between her thumb and index finger. It felt so good. 'La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,. Relax, Barry, I'm not going to hurt you. You must tell me to stop the moment you want me to. Do you want me to stop?' He shook his head. His cock was swelling in her hand. She knew exactly what she was doing. He had never felt anything like it. 'You're ...