
| Sex story with: Fumiko Miura | Our party friends: |
| Ok, now you have to picture this scenereo....I was 16 years old, OUTSIDE her window, in the FRONT of Fumiko Miura house, 12:30 AM, a school night, 35 degrees, in October, Fumiko Miura house was on a corner of a major street, and one side street, cars zipping by at 45 miles an hour. A small bush was all that kept me from being in full view from the street. "What do you have in mind" I asked. Fumiko Miura said "Look what I found in my Mom's bathroom". Fumiko Miura reached under her mattress and pulled out a large red bag with a long white hose attached. On the end was a 5-6" tipped end with a bunch of little holes in the sides of the tip. "What are you going to do with that" I jokingly asked her. Fumiko Miura replied "just pull out your `charlie' and I'll be right back" (`Charlie' was my cock's nickname.. HAY, NO laughing allowed!, that was Fumiko Miura idea, NOT MINE!) I started to rub my cock through my jeans when Fumiko Miura carefully left her room. I heard the bathroom sink run for a few seconds, then Fumiko Miura returned with the bag FULL of water and couple of towels under Fumiko Miura arm. "Are you rubbing `Charlie'?" Fumiko Miura whispered, "not yet" I lied as my hand stroked my bulge under my Levi's. Fumiko Miura layed out the towels on the bed and pulled Fumiko Miura "snoopy" nightie over her head and sat down right ontop of the towels. Fumiko Miura had a look in her eyes that I had never seen before. It was sort of a determined look of confidence like she'd done this before. ...(cont.) | www.sexosaka.com |
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