He came she goes

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A Friday evening, just a few hours after school he comes over to help with a problem. There she goes messing around with him. Gone. Across the street they mess around with each other. From one room to the next, in the kitchen talking. "Come here let be look at you, turn around". She spins fast, in the hallway she goes. He follows with a smile and goes behind her. Come here let me see your shirt. He undos the zipper looks at the logo which just so happens to be at her chest. "What do you have under that shirt", lifts up t-shirt and sees a tanktop. "Give me a hug", grabs her from behind, caressing her behind. Releases. She tries to go, turns around, grabbed again this time a tighter grip caressing her chest, smiling, satisfied. She jumps out of his grip falling to the ground and gets up. Let me leave i want to go. Come into the bedroom (guides her to the bedroom), "lay down on the bed" (insisting she does it). I want to show you something. Goes to waistline as if he is going to take off his pants. There she sees it an erection. Let me go I need to go home. "Ok", stalling. Grabs her again caressing her behind again. There she goes out and home.
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