My Girl’s Best Friend
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My eyes are closed. My hand moves faster and faster. My nuts begin to swell and tighten. Pre-cum drips out the end of my cock, as I knead and twist it. I’m picturing her, I’m biting and licking my lips as the feeling gets more and more intense. I open my eyes to see the photo frame I’m holding of her, and I’m shaking as I begin to feel wave after wave of my orgasm rising and falling. I’m enjoying myself. I’m imagining it’s her tugging my cock with her small, perfectly shaped soft hands. Her best friend was a beautiful young woman; mid-twenties, slim figure, small but pert breasts, a round tight arse and small delicate features. Flowing curls of blonde hair and twinkling blue eyes. Add a hot, sexy laugh to that; and a mind that was open enough to even laugh at the dirtiest of jokes. Pendik Escort She was caring, flirtatious; but she was taken. Trapped in a relationship with a bloke nearly old enough to be her dad. It was a loveless relationship. That was common knowledge. And the fact that he enjoyed relationships with men more than she did tore her insides to shreds. As for me, sex with the wife was off the menu. She no longer wanted to know. We were only young, and its not normal for a woman in her twenties to lose her sex drive altogether. I don’t know what I’ve done that’s so wrong. I guess she doesn’t want me anymore. She had called me, earlier that morning, to ask if I could be at her house and wait for the boilerman to fix her hot water, because work had called Pendik Escort Bayan her in at the last minute. I had planned a day of lazing around, doing nothing on my day off from work. Her voice was so sexy as she begged me. How could I say no to her?I arrived at her house a short while later. We passed in the doorway, as she was running out of the door. She kissed me on the cheek and said “Thanks.”She’d been gone for ages. I was all alone in the house, waiting for the bloody boilerman. Feeling a bit amorous, I wandered upstairs. I walked into her room, and saw her bedside dresser. I walked over to it and opened it. On the top of her clothes was a pink, stiff dildo, about 6 inches in length. It was still warm. That’s why she looked so hurried. Escort Pendik Surely she hadn’t been thinking of me while she did it, though I hoped she had.I took out a pair of her french knickers. I wasn’t usually this guy, but I couldn’t help but sniff them. They smelt of her. I felt so dirty, and my cock had become rock hard in my trousers. I looked up to her bedside, and saw a photo of her, on her knees on the bed, wearing red lacey underwear. She looked gorgeous. Her husband really didn’t know what he was missing. This picture had been placed here for him. He just didn’t get it. He was too busy exploring his own sexuality. The fool.I could feel myself unzip my trousers and pull out my now pulsating member. The head had gone shiny and mauve, and I knew I had to tug it. I sniffed at her knickers. I fantasised about pulling these knickers to one side as I furiously shafted my cock inside her. I wanted to cum in these knickers, whether she was in them or not.I walked into the bathroom, still with cock in hand, her knickers and her photo frame.My eyes are closed.
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