We turned into where his apartment complex was, he parked and turned off the car. We sat there, him with an erection and me with a dripping wet pussy. He looked over at me almost the same time I looked over at him. He grabbed me by my hair and began to kiss me forcefully and I was loving it. He could tell so he pulled me into his lap and kept frenching me I couldn't take it I was getting too wet, I wanted him right then. He stopped and went straight for the left side of my neck and began to suck, lick and kiss on it. I was screaming for him to please stop and just fuck me already. He didn't, he kept going while one hand was gripping my ass hard and the other was holding my head in place. Since he wasn't going to stop I reached down into his pants and began to stroke his massive dick. I was turned on even more from the size. I took my hand away because he had informed me he was about to bust (which means ejaculate).
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The First Night
RomantizmThis book is not meant for little kids or people who do not like sexual content. I am an inexperienced writer who is in love with her man. This is about the first night we made sweet sweet love. CONTINUE WITH CAUTION!!!
