One day I was awoken at around noon by a car alarm in the alley right behind my bedroom window. I crawled out of bed, grumbling and cursing, totally little summer teen naked, and stumbled out to the kitchen for a glass of water. On the way back to my bed, I passed through the living room, and happened to glance up to see . . . Erica watching little summer teen me curiously from across the way. I was too groggy to be embarrassed at my own little summer teen nudity. Erica saw that I had seen her. She wasn't embarrassed, either. In fact, she actually little summer teen waved at me. Sheepishly, I waved back, then shuffled back into the bedroom, scratching my skinny white ass. A couple days later, I was down getting my mail when Erica approached me.
I slowly slid out till just the tip of my shaft kept the love tunnel open. On my second thrust I buried my shaft all the way. I could feel the oil working, a cool and tingly sensation. But I was expecting the sensation, Karen wasnÕt. OOH youÕve u-used th-that O Oil again, havenÕt Y-YOU!, she stammered. I thrust long and deep, making sure the oil bathe the whole of her insides, I carried on with slow long thrust, bringing Karen to two more very noisy orgasms, before I wanted to change to an other position. I needed to see all of her young lovely body, I withdrew my shaft, from a very wet love shoot. NO NO put it back in, she screamed. ItÕs all right, IÕm just changing little summer teen positions.