slut-problems: “I can be naughty too,” I said pulled down her cute, striped shirt. She wasn’t wearin
slut-problems: “I can be naughty too,” I said pulled down her cute, striped shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, just as I suspected. “What are you doing, we’re in public!” she screamed, but I pulled her to me for a kiss and I fondled her breasts. “Well, we better go inside then, so I can get you the rest of the way naked,” I said deviously. She opened the door and led me inside. We didn’t make it far before I had her pinned to the wall and her skirt came off. I dropped to my knees and pulled down her panties and dove face first into her pussy, spreading it open with my fingers so I could get to the meaty part of her flesh. I began to lick her clit and to her surprise she immediately began to moan in pleasure. I knew exactly how to take her there quickly, but I loved the surprise in her eyes as I did and I made her cum again and again. After five orgasms or so she looked down at me, “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she said. “Why is that?” I asked her. “Because I have a boyfriend,” she told me softly. “So what?” I said. “Lots of girls are into guys and girls at the same time. It’s not a big deal.” In fact, I myself am bisexual. I didn’t see a problem. I dove back into her pussy and made her cum some more. “Can you boyfriend do this?” I asked her. “No!” she screamed as she came. Something about her answer satisfied me deeply. I loved making girls cum better than than their boyfriends. This is so incredibly hot -- source link