Later again with lots of courage I told lets we play the game. She denied and say not at all.Again repeatedly I asked and she always denied. Later I s...id “Ok. We will not do that but please show me your boobs. Again she said NO. Repeatedly and continuous three days I was after her and asked her just to show your boobs only once, as at this the age where a boy and a girl of same age get attached with other. At last on 4th day morning she agreed and said just once. I was high in the sky as it was. Jennifer ran her tongue up the unfolded flap of Tracy's cunt-lips on one side, then the other. She purred, finding pussy as scrumptious as she had supposed it would be. She licked lightly at Tracy's clit, then pushed her lapper up into the dark girl's fuck-hole, stabbing in and out."Ummmm," Jennifer sighed, as cunt-juice and doggy jism wetted her tongue.Flattening her nimble tongue, Jennifer began to slurp all the way up Tracy's drenched crotch. She started in the crack of her ass and slid on. "Ah here we go, home sweet home."Gabriel looked around. "Thank you for letting me stay here, you really didn't have to do that." If I didn't, then who would take care of you?" Amber smiled.Gabriel blushed. "True." Besides, you and I are friends... right?" She hesitated to say.Gabriel grabbed her hand. Amber knelt down in front of him. Their eyes met. "You and I are more than friends, at least I hope you think so too."Amber held his hand squeezing it. "I was hoping you'd say that."Gabriel smiled. Best of all, instead of her reconnecting with him as an intellectual lab partner, she actually seemed to be attracted to him. He felt the increasing tug of gravity on his penis as it began to expand on its own. Just like high school, he thought. Back when he was working next to Cindy in lab, he had to stay sitting half the time to hide the bulging front of his pants. After having concealed his erection from her so many times in the past, he felt a momentary stab of horror that this morning, of.
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