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A Sexy Day in Suburbia | dkburrows | 6

 

"Mmm, you're a good kisser," you tell him.

"You're very kissable?" he murmers back.

Blushing, you take his hand and stick it under your shirt, right onto your pebble-like nipple.

"Get the hint?" you wink, flicking your tongue against his lips.

He grins, slipped his other hand down to give your ass a firm squeeze. His lips seal on yours, and for another hot minute you neck, hands roaming over each others' bodies. You almost manage to forget that he's homeless; his body odor's not as bad as you'd have expected, and somehow smelling it just turns you on.

His hands touch everywhere, but your tight shorts prevent him from touching where you most want him.

Pushing him away you wink again in your sauciest manner, turn from him and lift your shirt above your head. Your tits come free, but he can only dream of their magnificence while you're turned from him. Just the way you want to tease him.

Looking once over your shoulder at him you bend, and wiggle your butt seductively as you inch down your shorts, sinuously moving like a snake out the tiny covering. His gasp is music to your ears as your athletic ass-cheeks are revealed, rolling from one side to the other.

"Amazing," he mutters, reaching out towards your cheeks.

You whirl at the last moment, his hand stops inches from your bare thigh, forgotten in the radiance of your beauty.

"You like?" you purr, backing away, even twirling slowly once, until your butt nudges up against a stack of abandoned palettes. Perfect for you to sit on, legs spread.

With one finger rubbing along your slit you beckon him closer, leaning back slowly as he approaches, spreading your legs a little more in invitation.

 

Does he accept the invitation?


          Of course!

 
 
 

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