I came in thick jets of sperm all over Sarah's hand and into my underwear. Her curiousity drove her to rub her thumb and index finger together, feeling the texture and slickiness of the spunk spread over the pair of us. With a look of concentration she felt my slowly softening prick. It remained semi hard as she evaluated, weighed and explored my balls and dick. Her fingers read the folds and veins of my cock as if she were reading braille. I was soon coming back to an erection.
I led her over to the couch and sat her on my lap. She leaned into my shoulder, her hand still toying with my meat. She curled up and whispered barely audibly. "I liked it when you forced me to keep my hand in there. She was shy but needed to speak her lust. I think I want you to make me do some more." She buried her face into my chest and she bit on my shirt.
I popped the clip on her Levi's and began to inch down her zipper. She took her hand off my raging cock and reached for my hand with both of hers. "No, don't" she complained. But her hips undulated and she pressed her feet into the couch lifting her hips off my lap and spreading out her legs. "Force me." she whispered again into my chest. I was on fire now. I took a chance and slapped her hands hard. "MMmmmm," she moaned. I took her hands one at a time and poitioned them behind her, under her bum. Her spectacular tits thrust forward and she played along, struggling as if her hands were tied behind her.
"What are you going to do to me?" She asked. "Please don't" and she wriggled against the non existant bindings. The movement caused her scrumptuous ass and her hands to rub against my turgid cock. She grabbed onto it and my nuts as if she had no idea what she was doing.
I went back to undoing her zipper. "Oh please don't Tommy, I've never let a boy see me down there. I can't. Please stop." Her grasp on my dick once again returned to a stroking action and she lifted her ass high off my lap to allow me to peel down her jeans and panties.
"My parents would not let me do this Tommy, you have to stop. I'm a good girl. She kicked the jeans and panties across the room and I spread her legs wide. She left them open. "Oh no, you cant' see me like this, stop." then she closed her thighs. I threw them back open and spanked her on the inner thigh. This aroused her to no end and she moaned and began to pump with her legs. Her feet were flat on the couch. Encouraged I spanked her inner thighs even more.... " Oh please Tommy, please, I'll leave them open." I ran my hands over her beautifully formed pussy. I flipped one of her legs over the back of the couch to expose her delicious garden to my proding fingers. I was amazed to discover that she was in fact a virgin. Yet she was drenched and I took her outer lips in my hand and rubbed them against each other, trapping and rolling her clit and labia with her own juices and friction.
"Don't touch me there," she writhed. "Good girls don't let boys touch them like that. Stop." I could tell by the tightening of her belly and the thrusting of her hips that she was about to cum.
"Don't tell your master what to do, or what not to do," I ventured. I spanked her marvelous cunt lips. She jumped and pumped all the more. Moaning and groaning as I slapped at her enflamed cunt.
"I'm sorry, sir," she said "Just don't make me lose control in front of you.. I don't want you to see that.. you have to stop." I went back to rubbing her pussy lips together and she began to spasm and bounce cumming repeatedly. She then grabbed my wrist with both of her hands and pulled hard pressing my fingers agianst her spasming clit. " OOOooooo, sir stop, please stop" she covered my hand with both of her's and held it firmly in place. "Please sir, stop it, you have to stop now." She cried...
She collapsed into my chest and curled up into a fetal position on the couch. "Force me to do some more, sir." She whispered and played with the buttons of my shirt......





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