How It Began
How It All Began The first time I grazed my palm over your stiff cock beneath the sheets. I pulled back with a gasp, cheeks flushed, mumbling "Oh sweetie, I'm so clumsy," but we both knew. That "accident" bloomed into something hungrier, and now I find myself creeping through your doorway. Nightgown already slipping off one shoulder, nipples tight with anticipation. You latch onto my breast the moment I slide onto the bed, that greedy mouth making me whimper as my fingers wrap around your hardness, stroking until your precum slicks my knuckles. Time goes on and we keep our affair hidden. Sneaking away every chance I get to please you and your cock. As you've gotten older, the guilt flickers. "Am I ruining you, is this wrong?" but you always silence it perfectly. Pushing me onto my back, spreading my thighs, lapping at my clit until my eyes have rolled back, then flipping me to my knees to mark my face with your thick release.
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