Neighbour In Her Kitchen

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I washed off the lingering soap, and headed for my locker. I grabbed my towel and clothes and looked for a changing booth. A wide, corner one came free and I stepped inside, but as I was about to close the door, she stepped through, pushing it closed behind her and clicking the lock shut."You looked like you might need a hand, or something." she smile, that gorgeous smile, her eyes flicking down to my tented swimming shorts.I muttered something incoherent and she laughed, and dropped to her knees. Her hands grabbed the waist band of my shorts and tugged then down, my cock springing out level with her face. There was no hesitation on her part, she grabbed the shaft, wanked it a few times, then those perfect, warm lips, enclosed my now exposed helmet. Just the helmet. Her lips slid back and forth over my crown, never allowing more than the head into her mouth. She paused, with the tip of my cock near her lips, and her tongue darted out, licking the eye and underside in brief, warm,. “You are a novice and I like that. So let me show you how I like to kiss. Now, shush,” he murmured before kissing her again but this time when his tongue touched her he did slow sensual sweeps. She screamed her orgasm in his head as he heard and felt liquid whooshing at the juncture of her legs. But he kept going instead of stopping and she started to panic. “Please, no, if you keep-----Oh, God, I can’t take this!!! Please stop!! It’s too much!!” She panted but he kept going. He knew as she fully came from one orgasm and started another. He also didn’t understand why she feared the intensities her full orgasms. Perhaps it was because she hadn’t experienced them with the proper person. As she was screaming her second orgasm he got up off the bed as she whimpered. Leaning down he kissed her softly, “Its okay, Wynter, I’m just removing my clothing.” He saw there was upholstered chair by her nightstand and he sat down to take off his boots and stockings before starting to unbutton his.
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‘Sure, hon,’ Julie responded with a smile, the blush in her cheeks deepening as she took his hand and they continued their walk. Julie leaned her head on his shoulder again and began breathing deeply, inhaling his scent. She took his arm again and unconsciously ran her fingers up and down his forearm as they walked. They were about fifty feet from the bench when she stopped again. ‘Excuse me a moment, Troy,’ Julie said as she stopped and leaned against a lamp post. Looking around, she saw one of the undercover police officers that she’d seen a few times already following them. Julie gave the man a wink and a smile and she bent her legs and casually pulled off her panties. She walked back to Troy and held them up to his nose. He took a deep breath as if he were sniffing a flower. ‘Wanna go back to the hotel, Mr. Equals?’ She asked with a sweet smile. ‘I dunno, I was thinking maybe lunch,’ he said with an air of faux-innocence. Julie turned Troy to face her and pressed up against him,.

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