I don’t want to. I want to always have my hands on her tits. But I’m going to need this hand to hold her steady. To hold her body against mine. Reaching down between her legs, her fingers close around my cock. I shift, helping her line me up with her hole. And then voices that aren’t ours fill the garage. Kendra freezes. It’s not her dad. Not anyone coming to do laundry. Just a couple people looking for extra drinks. I push my hips forward. Kendra’s pussy swallows the tip of my dick. I hear her inhale. Kendra clenches around me. I thrust halfway in. Kendra’s cunt is so hot it practically burns
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