It was only my second date with Karen, and we were trying to say good-bye in her living room when, while giving me a good-night kiss, she rubbed her pussy against my leg.

The effect was electric. We sank back onto the stairs, where she straddled me, she began grinding and rocking back and forth against my lap.

My cock was so hard I could barely stand it. Karen teased me with sweet kisses as my dick strained against my jeans. I thought I was going to come right then and there. She knelt down beside me, unbuttoned my shirt, then started teasing my nipples with her butterfly kisses — sucking and rolling her tongue around each one. Finally she made her way down to my waistband, where she ran her tongue along the top of my jeans.

I wanted to feel Karen’s full moist lips on my privates, and told... Read More