Caught… and Watched

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Caught… and WatchedI was round my friend’s new house last night, few beers, meet his new girlfriend and check out his new digs. We did our usual thing, sitting around, putting the world to rights whilst getting through a few cans until the early hours. His missus had gone out earlier, off into town drinking with her friend. She was hot, very hot, but really not my type. Tall, blonde and busty where I prefer petite brunettes. We hadn’t exactly hit it off me and her, just taking a mild dislike to each other, a little bit of antagonism.Sometime after 02.00 she rolled home, completely smashed. She started rolling a spliff, got a beer that she really didn’t need and got amongst the remains of our earlier take away. We talked a bit more, I’m finding less annoying. I don’t know if it’s because I was half pissed or if she’s less irritating when she’s had a few beers and a joint, but either way we seemed to get on better.Eventually, she fell asleep, or passed out. My mate decided that enough kaçak iddaa is enough, woke her up enough to get her upstairs to bed and decided to call it a night himself. I found myself in a sleeping bag on the settee in the open plan living room-kitchen, listening to music quietly and having a last beer.As men do when they’re left alone and bored, I started playing with myself a bit, getting hard. I’ve just decided I can’t be bothered cleaning up so I might as well stop when I heard the sound of a footstep on the tiles in the kitchen behind me. I stopped wanking and flipped my sleeping bag over my hard on, no one wants to be seen having one off the wrist by a mate do they? I craned my neck around, and to my surprise it wasn’t my mate, but his hot blonde girlfriend. She stood there barefoot in just a short silky nightie, big nipples clearly erect through the sheer material, no bra containing those monster puppies.“Don’t stop,” she whispered as she came across to me. “I want to tipobet güvenilir mi watch. I like to watch.”She placed a cushion on the floor in front of the settee, slipped her lacy white panties down and stepped out of them, kneeling down on the cushion. A delicate little hand flipped my sleeping bag back, revealing my erection that still poked through the slit in my boxers.“Carry on,” she encouraged, her face less than a foot from my cock. “Let me see you cum. Cum for me.”I wrapped my fingers around my shaft and at a slight nod from her started stroking again, up and down, my eyes watching her face. Her cheeks were flushed, bottom lip caught between her teeth as she watched my purple helmet appearing and disappearing from my clenched fist. One of her pink-nailed hands started tweaking her nipples and she gave a low moan. The other found its way under her nightie, pulling the hem up just enough for me to catch a glimpse of her little pink cunt, shaved and tipobet giriş smooth as her fingers stroked her clit, occasionally dipping into her hole for a touch more wetness.The sight of this stunning blonde rubbing one out whilst watching me wank was utterly amazing, and I stiffened, balls twitching as I unloaded. The first string of jizz had barely left my cock when she gave a shuddering sigh and came, bottom lip still between her teeth, eyes half shut but fixed on my spunking cock.She handed me her panties and said “clean yourself up,” watching as I wiped my cum off my fingers and cock. She put her own pussy-wet fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean. Wordlessly, I handed the lacy knickers back to her, soaked in her juices and my spunk. She walked into the kitchen and opened the washing machine, tossing the soiled garment inside. As she bent over she gave me a magnificent view of her bald pussy and ass. Without another word, she filled a glass with water from the tap, turned and walked up the stairs.I was awakened a few hours late by my mate bustling around in the kitchen, making a brew.“Alright pal, fancy a coffee?” he asked, surprisingly chipper given the ale we’d knocked back. “How’d you sleep?”“Like you wouldn’t believe mate…”

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