She looked around, having for the first time got into the room of the neighbor. A typical cell for one resident, compact, but quite comfortable. All the free space of the walls hung with posters and posters, on the floor a few piles of books and a pile of clothes. Mandy, having murmured, lay back and the room began to spin violently before her eyes.

- It seems that you have a fever. - said Andy.

He stepped to the window and opened one flap. A light pleasant breeze penetrated into the room, the enveloping Mandy's sweaty body was pleasantly cool.

- That's better? He asked, sitting down on the bed beside him.
- A little bit - she whispered with baked lips and closed her eyes.

His hand rested on the girl’s shoulder. She did not notice anything until she felt the tickling stroking of her fingers over the skin of her forearm.

... I should not let him ... But it is so nice. Let him go ... a little bit ...

She lay motionless, and the second hand touched her left shoulder. For some time, the fingers slid up and down, quietly moving up, until they began to play with hollows on the clavicles. Mandy held her breath as they walked across her ribcage under her neck, throwing off the top straps.

“Let me clear this up,” he suggested in a low voice, and he stood waiting for an answer.

She was silent, and immediately felt the thin material crawling down, exposing her breasts.

No, not that again! - She thought lazily, intending to hide behind her hands, but they did not budge. Does he hold my hands? What's going on ... can't move ... drank too much! Or maybe it's because I'm so slutty ...?!

Mandy was forced to admit that the cool air covering the bare hills of her breasts, in the hollow between which wet drops of sweat gleamed, brought her amazing sensations. She experienced a feeling of unease, feeling that her nipples began to harden, conical areola covered with a network of goosebumps, but again did not move, staying in some kind of trance. Soon Andy's hands greedily, but not roughly, wrapped their chest, squeezed, squeezed, crushed the juicy elastic flesh, began to move them together. She moaned quietly, barely nipples fell into the grip of her fingers. They swelled up and began to itch, as if they were just waiting for this moment.

“Mmmmm ...” Mandy bit her lower lip with a chin.

She waited for it all day, not with Andy, of course. She waited for the moment to let out the tormenting flesh, thirst, as if deliberately bringing herself to a frenzy and not letting her finish. Megan, Sarah ... to hell with him, even David should have been the objects on which she wanted to throw out the sweetness accumulated in her, but imagine Andy in their place? Oh no!

For a whole month she dreamed that they would take her, use her, humiliate her and now completely without expecting it, she found herself in that very situation allowing her neighbor to feel herself like a drunken whore.

... stop it! Stop it immediately ...!

There was no strength, and perhaps desire. Mandy has lost track of time. She plunged into some kind of surrealistic world, where the impossible was possible ... Hands that had crushed her breasts disappeared, a cool breeze blew pleasantly on her swollen, darkened nipples. She felt that at any moment she could just fall asleep. However, some noise made her move. Mandy opened her dull eyes. Andy was standing at the table with a cell phone in his hand, quickly dialing text to someone, or ... A characteristic click finally brought her to her senses. Sensing a surge of shame, she hurriedly covered herself.

- Not! Hands off! Lie back, lay as you lay! - his voice was not imperious or rude, but clear imperative intonations emanated from him.

Mandy prudently did what she was told by stretching her arms along her body. She heard another click, and another. Having surrendered without any resistance, the girl lay relaxed on a blanket.

She almost did not feel her skirt cocked up twisted into a ring around the waist, where a crumpled topic was already present. Thumbs shamelessly dived under the gum of panties and pulled them down. Mandy turned her face to the wall, clenched her bent index finger with her teeth and helped her to raise her ass. Hands, emboldened, shamelessly shuffled all over her body. Mandy experienced a rush of heat, she had a noise in her head. The body began to tingle. The girl was overjoyed at the edge of consciousness that she had managed to shave in the evening when she felt fingers trembling with excitement between her thighs. Her ears were noisy, her mind more and more quickly dissolving into pulsations of lust and pleasure. She limply and even with pleasure gave her neighbor the opportunity to enjoy her body.

Something hot and tight pressed against swollen labia, making them open like a sink, surrendering to the brain with a bright flash of desire.

Please stop! She wanted to shout, but instead she gave off a hacking, lecherous moan. Not! You are welcome! Stop it! - she thought, and her legs were spread apart and bent at the knees, which would facilitate his access. Not! Not! Not...

- Daaaaaa! - Mandy drawled out long, throwing back her head, continuing to furiously bite her own finger.

She raised her lower abdomen and violently squeezed the guy's hips, barely hot hard flesh burst into her.

Mandy felt sweet. Sweet shame for the fact that he is incredibly easily penetrated into her vagina flooded with moisture. She began to writhe and squirm, offering symbolic resistance. Andy’s fingers squeezed her hips tightly, lifting them higher, and the member burst into her as far as possible.

Her breasts stiffly hesitated, starting to beat rhythmically against each other in time with strong fast jolts. The girl's breathing became more frequent, it became noisy, sweat glittered in the subclavian cavities around her neck. Scattered hair covered the left half of the flushed face. For a few minutes Mandy just fell out of reality. The tight knot of fierce, almost physical pain causing sweetness swelled in her stomach. After so many hours of exhibitionistic Exercises, her flesh and her exhausted mind simply craved for an orgasm. The sensitivity of the vagina has increased so much that the girl with the walls of the vagina felt the boy approaching the final. The pulsating, bumpy body frantically slid along the wet canal, pushing the tunnel of the vulva, along the walls of which ran continuous waves. The tight vaginal ring at the entrance squeezed by itself, she did not even have to strain for this muscle. This happened to Mandy for the first time in her life.

Suddenly, a penis with a wet squish escaped from her body outward in a reverse motion. The wave of sweetness that almost reached its peak began to fall off quickly, causing agonizing melancholy, and the itchy crotch became simply unbearable.

Fuck me freak out - a shameless howl spun on the tip of her tongue. Fuck me like a whore! I am a whore! Fuck me that I screamed!

Mandy opened her mouth to exorcise herself, but it was immediately shut up by a slippery, hot, familiar body. Swollen like a bulb head of the penis, slipped between the opened lips, stretching them even more. Strong fingers squeezed Mandy's cheeks, turning her head at the right angle. She didn’t even think to resist, with a sniffing of the penis in her mouth.

Still, Mandy did not suck dick after he was in her vagina. Her nostrils fluttered, feeling the delicate familiar scent of their own flesh, her mouth filled with her own mucus that foamed covering the whole trunk. Sensing the familiar taste, sour, the girl exploded. Ignoring the protests of the mind, feeling a boisterous rapture boiling in her chest, she began to greedily perform a shameless task. Even intoxication did not stop her. Mandy with greed and passion sucked dick, correctly and correctly, at the level of instinct.Lips of a girl with a sticky rustle slid along the trunk, tongue was moving trying to lick a member in a cramped mouth, tickling a bridle on the tip of the head, twitching when thick salty-astringent drops of semen spread over it, which were constantly dripping from a tensely twitching penis .... Read more →