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 Parties happen all the time, and if you are ever looking for me, you can find me at the center. I’m the kind of girl who appears to be an angel around family and elders, but the moment I’m alone or enjoying a party, I become a vixen. Yet, there always seems to be a downfall to everything great. I found that bitter truth out at one of the most famous parties of the year. I showed up in one of my more sluttier outfits. My tight, black, leather mini shirt rose high up, revealing all of my legs and a hit of ass. My nylons-light black- held up by a blood red garter belt, over tan skin. My netted shirt matched my garter belt and showed my braless tits. But the best part of my outfit: If anyone looked up my skirt they would be met by my glistening, shaved pussy. Instantly whistling and hollers filled my ears as the guys noticed, their eyes following my jiggling ass as I sashayed to the door of the house. Their girl’s eyes following just as closely, but instead of praise, they showed envy. Either worked for me, I loved the attention, but the best attentions Escort izmir came from my boyfriend who stood at the door of his home. Yes, as you can guess, the best party was always at his house. He always went way out too. Having his parents gone on vacation always helps too. This year the house was lit with Christmas lights and streamers were all over the place. People packed the second floor and the first, spilling out into the lawn. This year was proving to be the biggest party yet. Running up the steps to my boyfriend, I kissed him fully on the lips, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. Much how I would love to have his dick driving into my pussy, but appearances must be kept up. Stepping away, I moved farther into the house. I found myself in the kitchen where all the good booze could be found. Grabbing a cooler for myself, I popped the tab, leaning back and took a long swallow. A breath found my ear as hands wrapped around my front, groping my sensitive breasts. I moaned loving how electricity shot izmir escort straight to my clit. I was sure it was my boyfriend, he must have wanted to start fucking early. Good thing he had a horny girlfriend. Closing my eyes, I turned around and mashed my lips to his. Except it wasn’t him, this person was shorter, with long hair and extremely soft lips. Opening my eyes, I found myself staring at a very beautiful blond. Her eyes, green as emeralds, captured my icy blue ones as she wrapped her fists into my black hair, pulling me closer to deepen the kiss. Her tongue slid past my parted lips, entwining with mine as she ground her hips into mine. I was instantly wet with want. Pushing her away gently, I held up a finger to tell her to give me a moment as I fought for my breath back. Looking back into her eyes, I found myself wanting this woman. The thought scared me as well as excited me, though I knew better than to act on it without my boyfriend’s consent. In a husky whisper, I ask, “Would it be alright if my boyfriend izmir escort bayan joins us?” Her smile grew big and she nodded her head before happily saying why, “Why of course, cocks are just as good as pussy. I can’t wait to show you just how good! Hurry, go get him; I will meet you upstairs, first door on the right.” Keeping her directions in mind, I headed back to the front door to find my man. I found him quickly, and he looked bored as he greeted one person and then another. Smiling at the on-coming mass, I grabbed his hand and dragged him inside. His eyes filled with desire, knowing what I’m after – more or less. Whoops follow us as I dragged him up the stairs, pushing him into the first room on the right. Shutting the door behind me, I turned around to explain, only to find the girl already undoing his clothing. His gaze found mine, questioning if it was alright. In answer to his worry, I dropped to my knees as she undid his pants, sliding the zipper down. My mouth quickly sucked the head of his dick in, licking over the slit. The girl smiled down at me before following my lead. With us both on our knees sucking him off, my man was quickly moaning in bliss. Our tongues and lips moved over his length, working him over. Every time we came back to his head, we locked our lips together as we sucked the tip together.

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