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The Wrong Number
Date: 1/5/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Reluctance, Voyeurism, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com
mall, and fall asleep every night in each other’s arms.” I looked at her waiting for a response, but she set her can of soda on my counter, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. We made out until she realized how aroused I was becoming. She backed away, looked down and said, “Glad I’m not the only one!” “The idea of you being with me can’t possibly excite you as much as the idea of me being with you excites me.” “Wanna bet?” She took my hand and slipped it down the hollow that formed by her hipbones keeping the front of her jeans from being tight against her slightly sunken belly. Down she forced it, and beneath her panties and further down until my middle finger tip reached her labia and found the wetness she eluded to. I rubbed her clit as I withdrew my hand eliciting a drawn-out moan from her. She in turn rubbed my erection through my cargo shorts and said, “Fuck dinner, I want you Rick, I want you like I’ve never wanted any other man. Can we go somewhere and fuck or …?” I said, “I want you too, but I want to do it right. Let’s go upstairs.” We ran up the stairs removing our clothes as we went. I damn near broke my neck tripping over my cargo shorts as I was trying to remove them. Calleigh chuckled at my clumsiness and managed to remove her skinny-legged hip huggers much more gracefully. I was now in my boxers and she was wearing a pair of black lo-rise, lacy ‘booty-short’ style panties. We stood there next to the bed appraising each other and I said, ...