Neither of us ever came – we just enjoyed the pleasure we got out of indulging in our instinctive sexual desire for each other’s bodies. Indian porn I probably shouldn’t have been surprised by my dick’s natural reaction to my first sight of Glen’s tight pussy, but I was still slightly taken aback when I started to thicken and swell with desire as I bashfully pulled down my own shorts and sat back in the chair to prepare myself. After a few seconds she reached over to turn on the game console, sliding most of the way off of me in the process, grabbed our controllers, and sat back down on my lap, thrusting me satisfyingly back inside. “I’m still going to kick your ass in Crossover Mascot Battle tomorrow night!”
“Do you wanna go, uh, grab some pizza together first?” I asked sheepishly. I was looking up into her eyes, into her beautiful face flushed with pleasure, and before I knew what was happening she was leaning down, and our lips met. Today, however, she was dressed in a tight tank top that showed off her small, bra-less tits, and tiny shorts that drew my gaze to the flared thighs that puberty had given her, tomboy or not. A pleasant tightness began to form ever so slightly in my cock, and I found myself
