What's up with her?
"Nothing, Robbie."
She shakes her head at you, and turns away. That's a lie, obviously. You approach her, a hesitant smile on your face. She's back to covering herself, now that your eyes are on her, not that it helps much.
She's blushing a deep red, more prominent on her pale features. She's biting on her bottom lip, trying to keep control of her own features. You can't quite tell if she wants to smile or frown; Her mouth twitches in either direction. Her eyes dart between you, the fascinating brick wall of the neighboring building, your lips, and your, oh.
You move to tuck in your now semi-hard penis, softened by the strange mood. But in a flash of gold she's before you, one hand on yours, the other on your, wow.
She's looking straight at you now, her chocolate orbs dart between your own green ones, and your lips, before settling back on your quickly hardening dick. You swallow, her eyes dart up at the sound, and she watches your Adam's Apple bob. You watch her freckled throat as she gulps back. Your eyes trail further south as you really take in how her freckles travel all the way down to her breasts, but are nowhere on her face.
"How do you have freckles everywhere," You start in a breathy voice, breaking the silence. "But here?" you finish, meeting her gaze. A part of you knows she never looked away.
A small smile quirks up in the corner of her mouth. The non sequitur amusing her. "I do, actually" She replies. "I usually cover it all up with make-up."
A small laugh escapes you, and just as you go to close your mouth she slams her lips into yours, her tongue, diving in, has free reign as you get over your shock. But as soon as you do, you moan into her and your tongue fights back. Her hands trail up your back, and your arms settle around her sides. You can taste a mixture of fruit and alcohol on her, and can feel her heat radiating into you. Her hands are in your hair now, pushing you further in.
Your own hands settle on her cute butt, and while she has nothing on Sarah's amazing booty, Alice has just enough for you to knead, making her moan and press into you.
Alice pulls back first, gasping for breath. Her gaze is hooded and lust-filled. One hand drops to your member, causing it to twitch eagerly.
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