All Chapters of Sweet Kitty: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

 It was walkway night. I was all excited because after tonight school would be over and I would never have to go back and see the bloody jock that always made my life a nightmare. I had built up the courage to ask my friend to accompany me and after some hesitation sh

 As usual the line at the ticket counter was quite long. But today I was not in the bored and jaded mood that had become my normal reaction to this daily event. Reaching the station and getting a ticket for my ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual.Today the difference was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of medium height with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of moustache or beard.  

 Ben took his finger and put it in her mouth, he got it all wet and them started to rub the lips of her pussy, gently getting between them and playing with her clit, she started to moan louder, as he got his face closer to her pussy and started to lick her clit, flicking it with his tongue, he moved his finger down to her nice virgin hole and started to gently finger it, careful enough not to break her hymen.  She was going wild, sitting on the couch, moaning, she had completely for

 Perched on the sink was a woman with her legs spread holding another woman’s head to her crotch and guiding her tongue all over her pussy. I watched and answered the call of my own urge to jerk off as these two grown women kissed and worked each other to an orgasm.  When the show was over everyone left and I was finally left alone to poke around. My cock was getting sore from all of the action and my nuts felt lik

 With the door open wide, there was no way Simon could not hear. Once he heard, being a male, there was no way he could not investigate. Once he saw the pure erotica of two nubile young nymphs in full sexual congress before his very eyes, having a libido, there was no way he could avoid being transfixed, or his genitals engorging and pressing at the front of his pants. This honey trap was baited with the purest ‘honey’, and he was powerless to escape it.I saw him, of course, but pretended not to, at first. A squeeze of my hand on Tin’s hair conveyed the message: target acquired. We continued the show for another couple of minutes