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I had been so involved that I hadn't even noticed people approaching the lookout. I barely had time to turn around and press myself up against the rai...; my still exposed penis forced between the wooden batons.Cindy had pulled her sweater over her breasts but she didn't have time to stuff it back into her jeans. As the two of us stood side-by-side looking out at the valley, trying to look innocent, Cindy started to giggle. It became infectious and both of us started to laugh hysterically. It. By the weekend I was really intrigued to see what was inside the parcel. She told me I had to follow her to the bedroom. When there she instructed me to strip off. This automatically made me aroused. I love it when I’m told what to do. Once stripped my girfriend pushed me down onto the bed and tied my heads to the bed posts. She then began to take off her clothes. When she took off her jeans she revealed a gorgeous pair of french knickers – black and lacy. Her legs were covered in black. "It's not like I'm naked. Geesh."She may as well have been. The feeling that washed over me was equal parts disappointment and relief. The bottom barely covered anything, and the strapless top strained to keep her tits inside. Soaking wet as it was, I could see a faint outline of her nipples.I let out a laugh that I hoped didn't sound as nervous as I thought it did. "I was just messing with you," I said as I walked toward my bed, turning my back to her."Yeah, right."I could hear her climb out. I held her tight and pulled her body to me as we kissed. I ran my hand over her face then kissed her neck, quiet, little gasps coming from her mouth as she moved her hand down to my crotch and grabbed the head of my hard cock through the inconveniently placed material. She looked around and then took my hand, leading me down the landing to the farthest bedroom which must have been Sonia’s daughters room judging by the framed pictures of her, Sonia and her brother together. It was clean, tidy.
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