Fingering my first love by the kitchen window
Another memory from my first true love gf - was one time at her parents house, I was over and we had had lunch or something, anyway i remember she was washing up, at the sink in the kitchen, where the sink faces the window which faces the street. She was a bit of a 'square' in some peoples eyes, but to me she was the sexiest, horniest girl I'd ever met. I was part of her sexual awakening - and mine. She was there washing up and i was sitting just behind her … looking at her ass in her long indie-chick skirt. It had buttons all the way up the side. I went to the floor and stated kiss her ass, her thighs and slowly started to undo some of the buttons near the top. She tried to bat me away but I carried on. Soon about 8 buttons were undone and I had access to her thigh. I ran my hand over her soft white skin, and round to the front of her panties. I pressed her mound and felt the groove of her young lips. She opened her stance a little and I pressed some more. Then I lifted up the whole of her skirt and went under it, kissing everywhere…. She was still washing up and I eased down her cotton panties, down her legs and off her feet so she was naked underneath her skirt. I kissed up her thigh till I reach her pussy and pushed my tongue straight inside. She opened her legs further allowing to lick her most intimate parts as she tried to make out to the world she was simply washing up, I felt her tension and my fingers joined in, working on her clit. She came very quickly over my face as I devoured her… it was electric. As she finished holding onto the sink, steadying herself, I pulled her down. My cock was already out and she took the wet clothes, doused it in the warm soapy suds and wrapped it around my cock. She heat of the cloth and her wet hands too my breath away as she waned me off and I came into the dish cloth, which she then used to wipe me clean. I wank to this memory a lot even now….. and I still know her very well
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