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Sal, Part oneI have to tell you about Sal. She was a girl I’d known since school, who was a misfit, never bothered about school uniform and mainly hung around with just one pal Maisy. I look back on it now and realise she was probably flirting with me when we stuck with each other at breaktimes but never any question about being an item. She just didn’t fit in with “boring wankers”& I liked her rough approach to life. Maisy was the quietest of the two but neither were major lookers, but they were girls you enjoyed having as pals. To describe her, about 5_9, Emo-ish looking dress tastes, shortish brown hair, a big gummy smile like Fairuza Balk or Molly Ringwald, superb shaped tits, a little curvy but physically strong, massive blue eyes, could shout loud and, when she was angry, watch out, but when happy, bloody lovely.Well fast-fwd a couple of years and her Mum had a flat in town above a shop and had gone away North for a few weeks. Sal enjoyed a drink and a puff of the Class B, indulgence etc and had let stuff get out of hand. I happened to pop by with my mate Carl and when we looked in, she’d let the place go to shit, almost literally! A door was off one room, kitchen and toilet a wreck and we find her in bed, listening to music, eating beans from a can. She seemed relaxed about everything but you could see the flat was going to need a miracle to straighten out. She was a sod in hiding her proper feelings and when I asked her about the place, she began to well yalova escort up, then bite her finger.”Oh fuck it Jay, what the hell can I do?” she says to me on her own “The place is trashed cos some guys came round and I couldn’t stop this party getting too raucous!” Well I assured her I might try and help. Carl had gone home a bit after we managed to put the door back on again and glue it.My next task was washing up the mountain of dirty pots etc (I had done the work enough in a restaurant kitchen and anything that might help), so after that, Sal got some spare beers out! I still hadn’t quite got to unblocking her toilet, so while she and Maisy had been working around us, we had got the place half decent and Mum wasn’t back for a couple of days. Anyway, Sal vanishing off to get more drinks, returns and then suggested that we three just get out some cannabis etc. I’m not a strong user and never was but to be social, why not.Maisy had soon nodded off, so Sal disappearing again, made me wonder where she had gone. By this point, there was no light in the loo, but as I walk into the kitchen in the half-light, I catch Sal sat across the empty kitchen sink having a long long pee. I was mortified and promptly apologised for walking in. Sal wasn’t the slightest bit concerned.”Hope you don’t mind, but was trying to go so you wouldn’t notice?””No it’s fine, but I shouldn’t look!””Really? It’s just me doing a piss, don’t you like watching?””Erm, well actually that’s escort yalova the thing, I love watching it, but thought you would think I was weird?””Actually it’s quite nice now I know of a guy who does, you kinky bugger! So is your dick hard? Get it out, let me see”She was a little bit less inhibited, same as me, so once she hopped down and rinsed the sink, then squirted it with cleanser, she walked over and rubbed my crotch. “Jay, you horny bastard, you DO like it!”Quickly as she could, she unzipped my trouser flies, my nearly erect prick was loose and she just said “I was always wondering what you kept in there and I like it!” She crouched down, puts it in her mouth and I felt the sensation of her lips/tongue peel my foreskin back to expose my helmet! She began bobbing up and down on my length, slurping on me like a lolly, then got herself sat on the kitchen chair. Between the slurping and occasional honking, she told me she liked my tastes. She moved my hand up so one was on her head and the other was over her bra-less shirt. I could feel one of her big, bulbous nipples harden with my right hand on her left tit. I think she appreciated a big hand being able to mash and kneed it like a piece of dough.With the sensation of her mouth feeling like a nice warm wet cunt (trust me, I have had many blowjobs since, never so good as this) she was getting me really hard and she even said “mmm, great prickjuices” at one stage. I could also take a moment to notice yalova escort bayan in the near darkness, while one of her hands was playing with my balls, the other was busy, as she was wanking her nice, hairy bush! I was so keen to take over for her, but any attempt to relocate either of my hands was soon shunned. Sal knew what was going to bring her off!!”Cum in my mouth you Perv, pump your spunk in me, Jay!!” she demanded and I could begin hearing her cunt, sopping with juices, making the schlicking and schlopping sounds of a woman who was loving the idea of big cumload.She didn’t have to wait very long and after about 20mins of this intense kitchen filth, I told her I was nearly there and she replied “I can tell!” as the noises of her wet twat and the squeezing my plums meant I couldn’t hold out anymore.I soon felt the sperm swelling up and I erupted into Sal’s mouth and I almost choked her with it! Not bragging, but I think she probably expected less from a skinny guy with a small ballsac. It must have been four pulses I had and I flooded a torrent of cum inside her mouth, so she had to swallow some straight away. She did admit I’d pumped out more than she anticipated, to which I apologised, but she shook her head “No don’t, more is better”, now I knew she’d drank the lot.Once she knew she’d sucked my bag empty, she cooed “Your turn now” & spread her thighs on the cranky chair, shuffled forward, so I could feast blindly on her furry pussy, making my way through her deep thatched pubic hairs to get a tongue in, so I could lap away on her quimflaps and sticky hole! Bloody delicious she was too and I could’ve spent more time until Maisy walked in, totally taking us all by surprise……..
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