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I started jerking him off. "That feels so good, Sandy!" "I just want you to be comfortable, honey," I stammered, feeling the heat from his cock travel up my arm and down into my incredibly wet pussy. The crotch of my panties was soaked. "Keep doing what you're doing, Sandy," he sighed. "I haven't been able to do this for myself since the accident." "Do you do it often, baby?" I breathed, running my other hand up and down his lean young thighs. "Yeah, Sandy, twice a day," gasped Marty through clenched teeth. "sometimes more if I'm feeling really horny
I knew how horny young Twenty One-year-olds could get, so I had no trouble imagining Marty jerking himself off all over the house. It made my overheated cunt twitch and drool with arousal. Talking so openly with my neighbors son like this as I jacked off his cock was the most exciting thing I'd ever done. "What do you think of when you're doing it, honey?", I asked, wanting him to excite me with his fantasies. "I think of... girls and... women... and cumming in their open mouths, watching as my cum slides down their throats..." he replied hesitantly, "and....." "And what, baby?" "... and... you Sandy!" I knew how horny young Twenty One-year-olds could get, so I had no trouble visualizing Bobby lusting after me or any older woman.
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