1. First time sex..


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: SerenaGold, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Diana is 21 years old. She's the middle c***d of my girlfriend. She stands 5'7&#034 tall; is all of 115 pounds; has dark, medium-length brown hair with the cutest bangs that hover over her large, yet sophisticated glasses; has the cheekbones and face of a runway model; long, thin arms; toned legs; beautiful olive skin; a v-shaped back with an extremely thin waste that tapers down to an ass ANY man would feel an immediate tingle in their cock for; and while extremely bright and bubbly, she also has a &#034dark side&#034 to her (I suspected at first, then found out later it was true - thus this story). I first met Diana about 2 years ago. She had most everything described above then, but without the years that have gone by since. Diana &#034blossomed&#034 more and more over the years, and I couldn't help but notice her maturity as a person and as a young woman. Once we were all living together under the same roof, Diana would come out of her room wearing little to nothing once she got home from school. She preferred Joe Boxer pajama bottoms that really highlighted her ass, as well as low-cut camisoles that revealed much of her B-cup breasts. As she got older, she began showing more and more when she came out to the kitchen to take her turn at doing the dishes when I was around. She LOVED to bend over when I was behind her, and especially when I was in front of her so I could literally see her bra-less, supple titties as she bent over to put dishes into the lower rack of the ...
    dishwasher. After a few repetitive evenings of her playful &#034show & tell,&#034 I felt she was doing this on purpose as it became somewhat flagrant. So flagrant, that her mother noticed and told her NOT to wear camisoles in the kitchen anymore when I, or any man, was around. Diana obeyed her mother - well, at least when mom was around. Shortly after Diana turned 21 in January, her mother, b*****r, and s****r went to a party that one of her mother's friends was having some 30 miles away. I never went to these parties as they weren't my style or type, but &#034mom&#034 liked going to them just to get out of the house and have fun with her friends. Diana usually accompanied her mom and siblings to these parties, but this time she time she chose to stay home stating that she did not feel so well, and would rather stay home. So, after we all ate dinner together and the majority of the f****y left the house, Diana and I were now &#034home alone.&#034 Approximately thirty minutes after everyone but Diana and I had departed, Diana came out to the kitchen from her bedroom to do dishes. I was in the living room watching ESPN wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts when she arrived to the sink. She looked over the breakfast bar and asked me a question about whether or not a certain dish was dishwasher safe. I proceeded to the kitchen beside her. Diana was wearing an older pink camisole that drooped well below her cleavage line, and matching pink shorts that barely covered her upper ...
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