“Officially, you’re not a virgin anymore.”
She giggled. The same color pattern extended across the back of the form-fitting sweater, as well as the long sleeves. “Okay, then, sweetheart,” the older guy said as he unbuckled his trousers. “Oh, yeah, that’s it,” he encouraged. “It depends on the guy and also on the girl’s tastes.”
“So where would you like me to shoot my stuff?” he asked. Standing about 5’5″, the high school sophomore had long brunette hair that she was wearing in two pigtails, with bangs swept down over her forehead. Understand?” he asked. “Why, yes,” he answered, trying to act professionally. With each thrust, Gary put just a bit more into the young girl until she was able to receive all seven inches. Heather could feel and hear his balls slapping her ass, as well as the sounds of wetness from her sopping cunt.
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