He couldn't believe he was hard for his shy flatmate who is older than him.

He liked her big tits and great cheeks.

But, there was something incredibly special, she is fresh and quietly sensual about Avneet that drew him and wouldn't let go of him.

He couldn't lie and say he hadn't thought about her in this way before.

Avneet : but I did But it was strictly fantasy.

She was right now off-limits.

He didn't know how long her played with her big breasts, but he knew she liked it by the dampness of his jeans where they rubbed against her panties.

His mouth moved up, over her chest and throat.

One hand slid beneath her head, finding the band on her pony-tail.

He tried to untangle it as gently as he could.

Her fingers helped him, and she pulled the band free.

He sighed against her throat as his fingers sifted through long silken hair, and again he breathed on her nipples.

As he settled his length against her, he wondered if she would let him kiss her on the mouth.

He wanted to.

He had a burning need to.

His mouth brushed over her cheek, over her chin.

His mouth caressed her slowly, teasingly.

His intention was clear, but he gave her every opportunity to turn her head, to stop him.

But she didn't. With a groan, his mouth found hers.

He kissed her, slowly and gently at first, not wanting to scare her off.

Her hands settled tentatively at his waist as she kissed him back.

She was slightly timid and uncertain, but soon that melted away as their tongues tangled and the kisses deepened.

He thought his jeans would burst.

He rubbed himself slowly, almost casually against her.

The friction was killing him and her as well.

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