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Party of our ownI was bored, the restaurant was packed and people were milling around chatting and doing that false laugh when you’re with people you haven’t seen for ages. Wandering down to the toilets I noticed the fire exit was propped open due to the heat wave. Stepping out it was a lovely cool evening now and the little court yard was quiet away from the crowd inside. Looking round there were some recycling bins and some rubbish ones but the smell of the beautiful Italian food killed any aroma. Wandering back inside I bumped straight into you coming out of the gents. I lent in for a kiss and you reciprocated. I could taste beer on your mouth and as the kiss stopped you smiled at me sloppily and whispered, “What knickers have you got on?”I didn’t say a word, turning my back on you, then grabbing your hand I slid it down the back of my skirt. I felt your hand move over my skin and a confused look crossed your face. Pushing back into your body I asked, “ Did you find anything?”Hearing a toilet flush you pulled your hand out and spun me to face you. A drunken party goer stumbled out eventually and smiled hazily at us as he returned to the noise. “You’ve got nothing on you fucking whore” you whispered as you squeeze my arse hard. I loved it when you spoke to me like that, making me instantly wet. Wriggling out of your grip I walked down the corridor beckoning for you to follow. I know that you’d love the view of my arse in this tight skirt as I kept just out of your grip. Entering the yard I put my finger to my lip making a ssshhhh sound and stepped behind the open door. You followed eagerly and I pulled you into the space. We were secluded in our own little istanbul escort triangle against the corner fencing. “I want you” I whispered as I began kissing your face and neck, my hand flat against your groin I began to rub you through your jeans. “Please babe, can I?” I made big doe eyes at you fluttering my lashes. Your hand grabbed my chin as you stopped my kisses. Tilting my head back you were looking down on me, “What do you want?” I loved that there was a husky tone in your voice, I could feel the bulge in your jeans swelling at my touch. “I want to suck Your gorgeous hard cock until you feed me some fucking cum! I want to be your whore, out here sucking you off while everyone is just a few feet away!” You didn’t answer, just groaned and pushed my shoulders down. Spreading my legs wide I crouched down and unzipped you frantically. Diving my hand into your underwear I freed your cock and it sprung out almost completely hard, just like a knew it would do. My hand begins to stroke you as I lick along that thick ridge underneath. Top to bottom, three, four, times, teasing you like a bitch, as my tongue flickers across your head, before moving down again. Your hand reaches down and grabs a handful of my hair, winding it tight and pulling me back. Looking up at you I flick my tongue out, just a few millimetres for the precum pearl that’s forming in your slit. “Suck it you dirty slut” With that you guide my hungry mouth onto your throbbing shaft. Needing no more encouragement my mouth goes to work, sucking my cheeks in like a wet pussy as you begin to thrust your hips at me. avcılar escort As you push forward I go down and you’re rewarded with the gag of my throat. I hold my face there so you can feel my throat convulse before pulling back again. Your hands are wound so tight in my hair it feels like you’ll pull it out by the roots. The risk and the frantic gagging noises turn both of us on making this quickie even more intenseI know you’re close and I can’t wait to be fed. “ Please, please. Cum For me, feed me babe” Pulling you out of my mouth, I keep it open wide, my tongue out, hungrily waiting. My hand wanks you just the way you like as the other toys with you heavy balls. I see you bite your lip so you don’t cry out as the first rope of thick, juicy cum spurts out onto my waiting tongue. Over and over you shoot until my mouth has a pool of jizz all over it. You pull me up until we are face to face, I can see the beads of perspiration on your face, and your flushed cheeks. Standing in front of you, your warm salty cum still in my mouth, you lean down and kiss me hard. Our tongues battling over your spunk, pushing it between our mouths, both loving it. Nipping each other’s lips, sucking hard on our tongues until eventually every bit is consumed. Eventually sated we both let out a little laugh and smile like horny teenagers. Just as I’m about to say something you clamp your hand over my mouth. Then I hear it, footsteps and the clank of glass bottles. Someone is filling up the recycle bin a few steps away. We’re shielded by the door but could be found at any minute. With one hand tightly over my mouth I feel the other şirinevler escort firmly grip my tit. Squeezing and twisting I try hard not to make a sound. My nipples are tight, their outline can be clearly seen through my top. I cant help squirming as you smile, enjoying my predicament.Eventually our intruders shoes can be heard walking back across the yard and then down the corridor. Taking your hand off my mouth I gasp for breath, “Bastard” I manage to pant out as a smile crosses my face. With that you grasp my shoulders firmly and spin me round. I stumble on my heels as your hand grips the back of my neck, pinning me against the wall. Your other hand fumbles for the hem of my skirt tugging it up round my hips. Once it’s all scrunched up you kick my feet apart and your fingers drive between my swollen pussy lips. Leaning your head on my shoulder, close to my face, your fingers begin to drive in and out of my hole. I can feel the wetness being to trickle on to my thighs as you increase the speed and drive another finger inside me. My body begins to shake as I try and hold back“Squirt for me you slag. Show me how much you love it. You’re so fucking wet!”totally impaled on you my body responds like a machine. I can feel my knees begin to tremble, my hands flat against the wall to support myself. Over and over your fingers fuck me until I can’t stop myself. Your free hand covers my mouth again as I groan like an a****l and you are rewarded with squirts of cunt juice everywhere. My muscles grip your fingers tightly as I loose total control. Eventually breathless, I feel the tremors subside as hot fluid runs down my legs, and there are wet marks on the dry concrete where your finger fucking spread my juices.Slowly turning around, still leaning against the wall for support, I watch as you lick your fingers clean. With a sexy grin on your face you say, “See you back inside Slut and clean yourself up, you look like a whore” with that you zip up your jeans and walk back inside without a second glance.
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