I sat down on his bed. I don't want him to leave. He has to go back home in a few days. He's here visiting relatives. I met him two days ago. There's something about him. He is the guy for me. I know it. I am the girl for him. He knows it. I looked over at him. I said "It is going to suck so bad when you leave." He hugged me. I stayed there. He lifted my chin up. We kissed. We started making out. It got intense. He was running his hand up and down, from my stomach to my boobs. He would run his hand down into my pants. He was awesome. I on the other hand, was clueless. I hadn't ever done this before. He told me I didn't need to be so gentle.
At first, I didn't do anything different. Then I started moving my hand towards his bulge, while we were still making out. I was playing with his hot hard cock through his pants. He stopped kissing me for a second, he was quivering. He unbuckled his pants, and took his cock out. I didn't see it. I was too busy making out with him. I grabbed it in my hand. I started pumping him slowly. He would shake now and then, having trouble staying up. I started pumping him faster, and he stopped kissing me. I felt his cum ooze out on to my stomach. I was turned on as fuck.
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