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Pussy Massage Vol.1

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Pussy Massage Vol.1 is a sex story about , cock, teenager, young, massage, pounding, pussy, and more. 

When I first started out doing this, my first thought was to go with something mild; I wasn’t expecting something so serious and I couldn’t resist going with a cock, which is why I used to make my cock look as if it was a dildo and put a small amount on it. 

In addition, I was a little nervous at the thought of getting fucked, even though my boyfriend and his buddies all used to fuck me. 
The next day my pussy was soaking wet, and I knew I needed to use a good vibrator to make sure my wetness would be enough to cover the shaft. 
I took a shower, and as I was getting dressed to go to his place, I noticed my hair. I pulled it up a bit and started rubbing at the side of my head with the back of a vibrator, making sure to massage it, and my head was wet. Then I noticed my pussy had a new, thick layer of my own pussy juice, and I knew I needed to use it to make my head feel better.

At about the same time my boyfriend and his buddies, who I had never met before, were going to the party where he was hosting, and I wanted to see who the new guy was that I was meeting. They had been to the club quite a few times, and he was known to bring a stripper to every party where I attended, but he didn’t bring anyone else to that party. He went with a stripper, and I got to know her well at a party one year ago, so I knew she was a really hot and hot-looking girl that I could see a picture of and a lot of her features. As she was walking me out, she made a comment to my boyfriend to keep me in check. When we got to the club, she had already made me a cupcake, and she was holding the cupcake out to me as I walked by. After she had made it to the door, she pulled a cupcake out, and placed it in front of me, and I immediately knew that this was the only cupcake she had ever placed before her eyes. She had been holding my face as I was looking at the cupcake, making a comment in my ear, and making no move to take the cupcake home. As we walked out of the club, I noticed my head was sore, and she pulled down a dress that I didn’t have to worry about. I had never seen a dress like this, and it really made me feel comfortable.   She walked back to where I had stayed the night before and put on the dress, and we got in line, so I was wearing jeans, a tee shirt, and a T-shirt. I was a little nervous to get in there with her and her new dress, because my head and breasts had been getting sore for a while, and I had been wearing a lot of loose t-shirts. I thought that she would be surprised at all how comfortable she had made me feel, because she was holding down all of my hands, and was wearing a belt around my waist that fit around my waist.  I asked if I could touch her tits, which she had told me not to do, and she said, “no thank you”. I said, “okay”, and she put her hand on my head and began to rub my ear all over it. As she was doing this, her hands moved down the sides of my head, and she pulled me into her as we sat back and looked at each other.

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