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After a moments adjusting it managed to spring free, Shahira biting her lip as she forced herself to focus on the road ahead and not Casey, who was now slowly stroking her thick length, loving the feeling of it between his fingers, the skin so silky smooth and hot to the touch, her cock still spongy soft, though he could feel it pulsing, eagerly expanding into his hand. He didn’t want to waste any time, sinking down to wrap his painted lips around her cherry tip, sucking instinctively as he pressed his face down into her lap, feeling the still malleable dick slide deep into his willing mouth. He moaned around her length as his tongue caressed the side of her cherry tip, feeling as her dark shaft grew in length and girth between his lips. He wasn’t entirely sure why, but he’d discovered with her that he really quite enjoyed taking her into his mouth before she was fully hard. Maybe it was the unique hot softness hot of her cock, or perhaps the ever-present mental image that it was him, a skinny little girly white boy, who was making an erotic goddess like Shahira grow erect, but whatever it was he felt his own cock harden in his panties as he rolled his lips up and down the pulsing shaft. “That feels so good baby…” Shahira moaned, having to resist the urge to curl her toes in her shoes as the pleasure began to radiate through her, driving her on to encourage him, “How deep can you go though?” She challenged, albeit teasingly. Casey pulled up, swallowing down the spit that had accumulated in his mouth and breathed a little heavily, his lips parted as he eyed the now semi-hard length. He knew that the longer he waited the harder it would be, in every sense of the word, so why wait? “Oooh yes…” Shahira moaned, adjusting her grip on the steering wheel as she felt his lips once again around her cock, pressing lower than before, moving until the tip of her cock bumped against his throat, the boy letting out a little whimper at the still uncomfortable pressure but she urged him on, “Come on Casey, you’ve practiced, I know you can do it…” Her words and the use of his name seemingly bolstered his confidence and, though he moved slowly, tentatively even, she felt him press down, the pressure on the cherry tip of her cock increasing until, at last, it was fed into his tight squeezing throat. Once the tip had made its entrance the rest girl of her semi slipped in with ease, his cute pink lips making an O around the base of her shaft. For a moment she wished that she’d bought Joanna a less blowjob resistant lipstick, if only so she could see the sex ring it would've left behind around the base of her cock. Casey held himself deep, eyes closed as his discomfort mounted. He was entirely focused on not gagging or choking, trying his best to still suck and lick, but all his efforts were actually making it more difficult. As her cock, completely wrapped in the wet heat of his mouth and the intense tightness of his throat, continued to harden, the length began to protest at the slight curve that had allowed it to enter Casey’s inexperienced throat. As it got harder her length began to straighten out, forcing Casey to roll his lips back up her spit shining length, letting it pop free as he gasped and coughed once, starting to catch his breath. “Fuck Casey, you’re such a good girl, you know that right?” Shahira said with a soft genuine voice, feeling his lips as they brushed against her cock, leaving little angel kisses all the way up and down college its length. “T-thank you…” Was all he could whisper, so happy he’d made her feel good and feeling a genuine sense of pride blossom in him from her words. ‘Good girl’. He liked when she called him that, it sent a pleasurable little shiver through his body, that made him want to earn more. He was about to take her back into his mouth when he felt the car pull up, for a moment he guessed they were at another junction but then he felt Shahira relax, the engine thrumming deeply as she switched it off, leaving the keys in the ignition to keep the lights on. “Take a look.” She said, leaning back in her chair as he pulled himself up and away from her cock, one of his hands delicately wiping a strand of spit from his pink lips. “Oh wow…” He said indian softly as he looked around. She’d pulled into a carpark off one of the quiet hilly roads, a small building nearby, which he noted was boarded up and long abandoned, read, ‘Lookout Point Café’. The view the spot offered was gorgeous, the valley stretching out before them with its river and town, rolling hills and woodland visible in the distance only as areas of black in the nights dark. He was sure If he’d given himself enough time to look he would probably have been able to pick out his own home down there among the lights, but something else caught his eye, giving him pause for thought. “T-there’s other cars short here?” He said a little meekly, eying the four other vehicles in the car park, some with their lights on, most not, all a good distance from them and each other. “Don’t worry babe, they’re here for the same reason we are… Now then, where were you?” Shahira prompted, one of her hands going down to her side, allowing her to lean her chair further back, giving Casey more space to work with. Smiling he took her spit-slick length in his hand and gave it a squeeze, feeling the now fully erect length fill his little hand, hot and throbbing, “I think I was about to suck your cock?” Shahira let out a little chuckle and ran her fingers through his fine soft hair, “Kiss me first, come here.” He blushed but co-operated as she tugged him up and closer, his moist lips finding hers, soft moans passing between them as she eagerly deepened the kiss, allowing her tongue to explore his sweet mouth, feeling his own caress hers. Though Shahira was sure no one was looking, she knew anyone watching would be treated to an erotic, if not misleading sight as the couple made out. To any would-be viewers it would appear at first glance to be an illicit interracial lesbian couple, a slender little flat chested white girl tongue wrestling a curvier and much bustier woman, noticeably exotic in her skin and garb. The reality however, of a white boy femmed up to look like his sister about to give her girlfriend and his horny dickgirl lover a blowjob while she did what she wanted with his enticing bubble butt had so many extra layers to it that each one of them served to enhance the experience, making it all the more exciting for them both. Despite their desperation to get back to the main event, her cock hard desi and straining, neither of them were racing to break out of their shared kiss. Instead their lips joined together time and time again as their tongues mingled freely, one of his hands moving to rest on her chest, settling under her jacket to cup one of her heavy soft breasts, squeezing it between his delicate fingers, feeling its alluring shape and warmth through her top and supportive bra as he kneaded it. Similarly she urged one her hands down his back, prompting him to move from sitting on his cute butt to kneeling on the seat, bending over towards her as her hand worked up under the pleats of his dress, her strong hand finding and roughly squeezing one of his bubbly cheeks through his sisters pilfered panties, Casey moaning into the kiss in response. After a few more intense moments had passed between them she pulled back on his hair, the boy letting out a little whimper as he was dragged away from the kiss, his eyes half-lidded, his tongue lolling slightly from his lips as they both breathed hard. “Are you wearing panties?...” Shahira asked curiously and Casey nodded cutely, swallowing. She yelps at a sharp girl spank on her rear. We could go out to Reading to the SPCA and the Humane Society next Saturday if you agree. Her hands grasped for anything to help keep herself up but her arms got tangled up desi in the clothes hanging above. short "Um Sasha" college Mr Riley said with a cough. He would get her so horny she wouldn’t be able to help herself! Kyle watched silently hot as all three students cocked their heads and looked to the General questioningly. To my horror, not only has Derek not gotten out of the car, but he also drove off leaving me standing there. Cold water poured over her head revived her. She took my hand and put it around my dick and stroked it a few times and whispered, “This is how you do it yourself.” Then she put my hand down and stroked me slowly for a minute and indian then rapidly for less than a minute and I quickly shot my sex load on my sister’s face and in her hand. “You look good covered in cum and ass juices, pussy boy.” Standing on the balcony overlooking the fields between Erebor and Dale as the caravan made it's way away from the city were Thorin and Dithinia. I’ll do that right after we eat.